Bob's Big Day

Bob Barker was born a year ago today.

We celebrated with peanut butter, dog biscuits, and cheese.

Additionally, we played with three new friends, the Really Mad Cow, Harry Tarantula, and Sylvester Snake.

He was a little anti-social at his party. After snarfing up his cheese plate, he scratched off his birthday hat, grabbed his birthday bone, and ate it secretively in the corner.

When asked how his birthday ranked on a scale of 1 to 10 (1 being crummy and 10 being out-of-this-world), Bob deliberated for a minute, then gave his bash a 7, due to the absence of live birds and squirrels and dead rotting things to roll around in. He could tell that his Mommy and Daddy really wanted to make his day special. When asked what he wanted to be when he grew up, Bob said that he really wants to be an ornithologist, but he can't stop eating his subjects.