Happy Plato Day!

We don't know his exact birthday, but he was assumed to be about a year old when I adopted him a year ago today, so we're calling it his birthday and saying he is officially 2 years old now.  He has not noticed a difference (though he did appreciate the big ol' pig ear I got him as a present).  My sister managed to snap a picture of him actually looking dignified, so of course I made this:

(Those things on the ground are supposed to be multicolored sparklers, not wonky trees.  Alas, there is only so much one can do with MS Paint, especially when one doesn't give much of a shit.  I DID try to make him actually wear the party hat -- this confused and displeased him, and it was too big for his little doggy head anyway.)

It has been quite a year of ups and downs, and we are still trying to find a way to deactivate the El Chupacabra switch, but he is (mostly) a good little dog who is just excited about everything.  We could all stand to be a little more like Plato.