Not only did I forget my birthday, I also forgot I let a little mouse loose in the house a few weeks ago.
It must have died because the girl human found it dead in her tennis shoe. She wasn't best pleased especially as it smelled really bad (I personally love the smell of dead mouse). She has had to throw out the shoe because the mouse's decomposing innards ruined the lining.
They are now trying to humiliate me by publishing this picture. They think if I have a head like an elephant I might start to remember things (apparently an elephant NEVER forgets).