Wowsers! Balloons!

I love birthdays! They don't even need to be mine. The Bearded One came home from his birthday dinner with three balloons! I have already started playing with them. I love to grab hold of the string and walk them around the house. The humans often laugh at me when I walk under chairs or tables while doing this, but I don't care, its great fun! I suppose they will hide them away when they go to bed tonight (something about worrying I'll strangle myself or choke), but they will probably bring them out again tomorrow.

Just thinking...

I wonder, if I wiggled enough of these balloon strings around my tummy, could I fly?!