She was a Mother's Day gift from my son six years ago and is a wonderful friend. We are convinced she is a furry human! Our son accuses us of being more lenient with her than we were with him. But, he buys her a Christmas present each year.
It's hard to resist her sweet face and good-natured disposition. She's now resting on her new bed we gave her for her birthday--it's memory foam and looks like a mini-sofa with a fluffy bolster. Yeah, she's a little spoiled.
What about you--do you acknowledge your pet's birthday?