When we adopted Kaci the papers listed her birthday as February 30, 2012. This got me to thinking. I’m coming up on my 12th birthday and that’s bad. Remember my post:
and the food that would never go bad because the expiration date would never come
Now look at it from Kaci’s point of view. She’ll miss out on birthday festivities but she’ll never grow old. My peeps didn’t raise a dumb terrier. All I have to do is scrape up a new birth certificate. I can do that!