I would like everyone to wish my big brother Tank a happy 7th birthday. ( I call him Frank, but only I’m allowed to call him that. Long story.)
You are a 12 pounds of conviction, and an inspiration to me as your second in command. You taught me how to be constantly vigilant, and to eat slow for better digestion. Your constant napping and conservation of energy has kept you looking as youthful as ever. I love you, Frank.