Birthday Boy!!

Hello my festive friends!

Well you won't believe it, but since we last spoke I'm a year older... and, as you can tell from my photo below, definitely a year wiser.

Two years old and so wise

The auspicious day started as it should -

with me sleeping in.

These old bones don't move like they used to...

Mum and dad then surprised me with presents...

Gimme, gimme, gimme!!!

And guess how many I got?!

TWO!!!!

It was very exciting and difficult to know which one to start with...

so I chose the most mysterious one -

the round, ball-shaped gift.

What on earth could this be?!

I'm quite a pro at unwrapping gifts (and wrapping paper is one of my FAVOURITE things to shred),

so it didn't take me long to demolish - err...I mean unwrap - my present.

What on earth could this ball-shaped present be?!

Anyway, you won't believe what was so cleverly concealed in the wrapping paper...

It was a ball!!

Who would have guessed?!

I was so delighted with my new soft ball that I bit my fangs into it as hard as I could, and managed to burst it within seconds - what a great trick!

Mum seemed less impressed, but I was thrilled... I love balls almost as much as I love destroying things - what a great start to the day!

Next up, was the long skinny present - 

This looks promising...

It was a bubble blower!!!

This was a great surprise, and I impressed mum and dad with my hunting abilities - 

chasing down those bubbles and popping them before they could hit the ground.

No bubble will escape my wrath...

After so much excitement, you'd think a big two-year-old would be ready for a rest, wouldn't you?

Not me!

Partying in the park!

I dragged mum and dad to the park for a birthday play - 

And it was the best! 

We played with my non-destructible Kong ball (well, they call it non-destructible.. we will see about that...), 

until I was too tired to run anymore.

Racing into the new birthday year...

And when we returned home, I was greeted by a special delivery!

Hmph... is this it?! I was hoping it would be edible...

The postman had delivered a birthday card for me!

A little bent.. I blame the postie...

Mum told me this was from my "breeders" - 

a lovely couple who looked after me when I was very small.

Apparently they liked me so much they put me on the ironing board...?!

Well I was keen to show my appreciation for the birthday card...

I'll take this from here, thanks very much...

And like all of my favourite items...

I gave it my signature chew of love.

I stand corrected... this is edible...

What a wonderful day! 

And now that I'm two, I can't wait to see what the next year brings...

Until next time!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."