It's My Birthday and I'll Cry If I Want To

Today is my birthday.






The human stupidly believes that a blinged up photo of me will compensate for a lack of actual birthday photos.

Allow me to elaborate.

I awoke this morning to see the human slave rushing around, getting ready for work.

Yes, you heard me correctly. She actually abandoned me on my birthday. She chose to work instead of spending the day with me ON MY SPECIAL DAY.

Mortified, I sauntered into the living room, only to find...nothing. No presents. Not a thing.

Well, apart from the obligatory poo print placed by you-know-who.

Suffice to say, this day - my second birthday - is even worst than my first.

Happy birthday to me. NOT.

Yours, sobbing inconsolably


HRH Yao-Lin x