Smokey turns four this month. And he gets a bigger party from the Parenteau family than I do. Tough I'll admit, I choose to not have big parties, whereas Smokey has no choice at all but to be celebrated and made into a photo-op spectacle.
I'm not sure when it will happen (last year's was so late I think it happened on labor day weekend), but when it happens, Smokey will don the silly hat, and I'll turn the camera on. Oh yes, there will be film.
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