Happy Birthday to me

I live in a zoo, I smell like a monkey, and I look like one too.

Damn that doesn't rhyme so well when I sing it to myself.

Anyway, I am now celebrating yet another birthday, which once again falls out during the nine days. In fact, I suspect that my birthday falls out during the nine days every year, except remarkably for the year in which I was born. This phenomenon prompted the inevitable question (from me or Y, I forgot which): Do you think my parents lied to me about my Hebrew birthday???