Today is my birthday. Ten years old! My mistress greeted me with catnip and congratulations, then I was feted with moist food, fresh water, and a little extra "Atkins for kitties." I got extra treats after my meds.
Then the Orange Outrage appeared, and we were doing all right together until HE LAY DOWN IN MY CATNIP! I hissed (lots of hissing practice lately) and retreated to the cool downstairs office where I sulked in the furnace room for a while and then curled up in the cedar closet for a power nap.
The small guest, child of the owner of the Orange Outrage, gave me a birthday present, a homemade mouse, (black and white, good cat colors) filled with catnip and the scent of treats.
So far, an all right birthday. Maybe I will curl up in front of the Red Sox game. Maybe I'll issue an extra vicious hiss. And then again, maybe I'll just chill.
After all, a cats gotta do what a cats gotta do.
Meow to all my readers.
Thisbe
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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I would have liked to give her my middle paw and a few slaps across the nose. So arrogant. So obese. How can a cat let herself go like that? She begs for treats all the time. I remain aloof.
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