Me: Yo, it's Marco's birthday Sunday.
Other Human: Oh yeah? How old is he going to be?
At which point I would mumble something about finding out. No one had a clue how old the dog was but we had several spirited debates about it...
Me: He's going to be seven.
Other Human: No six.
Me: I think it's seven.
Other Human: Weren't you going to look it up?
I just looked it up and in fact today he is six. Eventually someone will mention that he is forty-two in dog years. Not to worry old boy, you're still just a big dumb puppy to me!
Happy Birthday Marco!