They need my help in Scotland!

I have had 2 chemos so far, I am on the 3^rd chemo now. Well Mum says she gives me pills, but to be honest with you, I don’t think she does. She gives me paté and smoked salmon. Should I tell her?

In between chemos, I had my blood drawn to see if my white blood cells were not too low. Both blood tests were fine (which is more evidence that Mum is not giving me the chemo).  I don’t have to go back to the hospital now until May.

Auntie Gin sent me a get well card. She enclosed a little newspaper story of a dog who got his favourite dying treat from his owner: a tub of ice cream. That gave Mum and Dad the idea of taking me with them on their trips this year. Dad just said we were going to the Dardennen for my birthday. I’ve been there before, several times, and I love it! 

Thank you auntie Gin! I owe that to you. I hope to see you again some time. If you don’t come to me, then I will come to you! Mum said something about Scotland and a lake with a monster that nobody can find. They obviously need my help then! I will swing by auntie Gin on the way to that monster!

Today is my birthday, well one of my birthdays. Yeah, aha, you heard me. I have more than one birthday.

When I was born, they took me to the vet to get my first jabs and my vaccination leaflet. My birthday was written on it as 14 March. The lady where I was born said it was actually 18 March. 

Then Mum and Dad had me chipped and got me a passport. On that passport, my birthday is 13 March.

Mum said that, this year, I can have as many birthdays as I want. 

And you can all wish many happy returns!