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Yesterday was Margo's first birthday!  Her real party is tomorrow night... her friends are coming over.  Here are some pictures.  Marg will narrorate.


Present #1 -  'what the crap is this?  I'm allowed to rip this up??'

'Oh it's a toy.  It squeaks!  All of my other toys I have torn the squeekers out in 3-5 minutes, lets see how long this one takes'

Present #2 - 'Another one??  Best. day. ever.  Screw the squeeker toy, what's in here?'

'A bone a bone a bone!!  I'm so tired after my walk, I need to lay down and finish unwrapping'

'I love both of my presents.  Stop taking pictures...'

'Seriously, stop taking pictures...'

Look at my pretty toenails.  It's my birthday and my mom is crazy.  Don't make fun.  I'm a little embarrassed, but not as embarrassed as dad will be when he takes me to the vet tomorrow!!