Today is my birthday, so no political commentary -- it's just too gloomy. Instead, I'll talk about the party that Bear and Lion are throwing for me. It's lovely -- though, frankly, I don't care much for bloody haunch of impala, and as for that moldy log crawling with grubs, well, thank you Bear, but no more than a taste, really. That's right, you can have the rest all to yourself. Ah, I love to see him smile! This afternoon we're all going to the Museum of Natural History as a treat. For Bear, it's a solemn pilgrimage, but Lion just smirks as he passes stone replicas of his famous relatives. For me and my human companion (yes, I have one of those, too), it will be a chance to see the exhibit on Vietnam.