Welp, it's my birthday.

And it'll continue to be my birthday until I go to sleep!

Which... might be a while. See, I thought Finn was saying "Connie! Come to bed! It's bedtime for poodles, and I am all alone without my human!" but it turns out he was actually saying "Wow, I really need to pee" and then he did.

So I'm washing all my bedding and also some clothes, might as well get that done at the same time.

Happy birthday to me!

(Technically, he peed on my bed after midnight, February 1, I guess.)