Haffie Birf-day to Meeeeeee!

Paddington here. Yesterday was my Birfday! I am TEN people years old, which is like eleventeen Haffie years. Because Haffie math is different, everyone knows that.

I got to wear a cool Birfday hat with little candle thingies. Apparently candles are a people tradition - I would have preferred carrot-candles. Just sayin'. 

Mom took me on a Birfday ride. I ate a lot of grass even though I wasn't supposed to. Otherwise I was Very Good.

I got a brand-new halter for my birfday. Mom wants to get a nameplate on it, but I don't need a nameplate because everyone already knows who I am. People see me at a show and they squeal and say "OOOH PADDINGTON!" So I am famous! Maybe instead I need sunglasses and a fedora so I can go out in public without being recognized?

Trying to 'splain to Mom that a nameplate is not needed. I look very fancy in this halter, don't you think?

Mom gave me a piece of carrot cake that she got as a people-birfday cake. I ate it, but I preferred the REAL carrot cake made with REAL carrots. I ate them all, see?

Omnomnomnom....

I may have dropped a few (note falling orange blobs)

But I cleaned them up later!

Even if it's not your Brifday today, you should have some carrot cake! Or at least some carrots!