Mr. Fifty Shades and I have been hanging out with each other for a good long while. Through the years, he’s turned to me from time to time and asked…
(please hum The Beatles song, “When I’m 64” as you read this)
When we get older, gray in our hair
Many years from now
Can we maybe make a big move to a farm
With dogs and hens and a rooster alarm?
We will be happy
It will be fun
But, I just gotta know
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
when I’m 64?
Yes, Mr. Fifty Shades – and if we are so lucky – and just because it rhymes, you’ve got me through 84 as well!
I love you, Mr. Fifty Shades – Happy Birthday!
and lots of wet nosed kisses and purrs from your four legged family @ Fifty Shades of Green Acres