🎉 Birthday? More Like Box-Ripping Bonanza 🎉

Well Woogle fans, it’s my birthday — and let’s be honest, that should mean it’s all about me, right? WRONG. Apparently, the sky has other plans. Bangs, booms, and twinkly chaos overhead… not exactly the vibe I was going for. Some of my pals get a bit spooked by all the noise — Pie, for one, is not a fan. he’s been giving the fireworks the stink-eye from under the blanket all evening.

But back to the main event: me. You’d think Mum and the Spare Human would be showering me with gifts, belly rubs, and maybe a celebratory sausage or two. But no. Dad’s glued to his screen, uploading shiny new products to the site — and guess who hasn’t been allowed to test a single one? That’s right. Me. Mum keeps disappearing into the “warehouse” (aka the spare room) with boxes of stock, and I’ve been left to twiddle my paws.

So I did what any self-respecting birthday pup would do: I staged a protest.

By protest, I mean I shredded a glorious pile of cardboard into confetti. It was beautiful. Cathartic. Possibly artistic. You’re welcome.

Check out my handiwork — and remember, Woogle Wares may be growing, but some of us are still waiting for our birthday biscuit.