Many, many years ago . . .
in a land far, far away . . .
a baby boy was born.
Happy, happy birthday, Dad!!!
Postscript: Tucker just caught a squirrel. A flying squirrel. In the house.
Note to worthless cats: If you catch critters, you are supposed to kill them. Especially if you plan on bringing them into the house to "show off". Mom is NOT impressed.