Happy, happy birthday to you.
From the day we met you, when we scooped you up and took you from your Mama (I'm so sorry!) and you smelled like poop and we thought you were a boy when really you were a girl, even then we already loved you.
You have added excitement and adventure (and a lot of hair) to our lives.
You challenge us to explore the outdoors and love unconditionally.
We are so blessed to have you in our family.
Happy, happy birthday Honeycomb Smokemonster Swift (who at one point in her life was Hugo).