Thank you one and all for the wonderful birthday greetings. As Copper mentioned, I am indeed 8 years young, as fluffy as ever.
For my birthday I received a wonderful new palatial crate with fleecy sleeping mat so I am no longer cramped with my fluff hanging out of the sides. I can sprawl in queenly comfort and nosh on my kong bone treats in style. Of course, the Mutatoe also got a palatial crate because his ample ass was hanging out of his crate, and Sam got one weeks ago, so I hardly think that my birthday present was unique to my birthday, and that irks me to some extent, but hey, its something.
I have also been remiss in accepted awards and sundry other bribes bestowed upon me, therefore as your Queen, I am now declaring that if I see a nice award on somepuppy's blog... I'll just take it. I am a husky and what is mine is mine, and therefore if I want it, I'll just take it, rip it to shreds, perhaps eat it, poop it out later, and then roll in it. I am husky!
Speaking of "better late than never", Skyboy has found that he is of Kingly heritage, or at least his human man is, and he has created his own royal court and has declared me as Queen. I must say that Skyboy knows how to suck up, and might even be afraid of the claw, but I am honored at this declaration and have placed the King Skyboy's Royal Court thing among some of the proudest achievements on my blog. You can't have it unless he declares you a part of his royal kingdom, so don't even think about stealing that!
I must say that having kingly roots is very cool. I've been able to trace back the humans' roots somewhat and have found the following:
Grandma human woman has no clue who her real father is, therefore we're pretty convinced that human woman hails from dysfunctional half wits until someone can prove differently. The late Grandpa human woman man's father ran away from home, changed his name, lied about his age to get into the Navy, and therefore we're pretty sure that this line also came from gypsies or con artists with a patriotic binge.
Grandpa Human man's family were carny folk (little hands, smell like cabbage), and the history shows that they all died under strange circumstances such as horse stealing, or shingles (which turns out to be a kind of torture where the accused is cut into thin slices and used as roofing materials). Grandma Human man's family is somewhat of a mystery and is believed to have been planted by aliens in the early 1800's.
Ok, I think I've caught up on the weekly happenings, so I'm off to nap on a vent.