First. The girl put carrot candles in my breakfast.
Then the mom and the girl took me to kindergarten with them. And they brought all the kids a treat on my behalf: cheese! The class even sang to me. And I got some cheese. I did have to work for it. But it’s still ok.
All in all it was a great birthday. Thanks to all who wished me well, and wished for the steak! Whatever. I consider this a win. And someday I will get a real steak. A porterhouse.