Sophie is our cat. We got her last year in late November/early December (can't remember) when she was 'about 8 weeks old'. Wasn't she just a cute little kitten?
'The Girl' wanted to know when Sophie's birthday was, and I said "Labor Day!". And then I forgot about it. But 'The Girl' who remembers things like that, but not things like 'brush your teeth' insisted we needed a cake & presents for the cat...
So we had a little party that consisted of a can of wet cat food with a candle, we sang 'Happy Birthday' and 'The Girl' blowed out the candles for the cat - who wasn't as excited about her birthday as the rest of us.
Happy Birthday Sophie, the feisty, toe biting, girl chasing (literally, she stalks the child sometimes) frisky feline member of our family.
PS. Sophie didn't eat her 'cake', so we let the dog have it. Stella LOVED it!
So we had a little party that consisted of a can of wet cat food with a candle, we sang 'Happy Birthday' and 'The Girl' blowed out the candles for the cat - who wasn't as excited about her birthday as the rest of us.
Happy Birthday Sophie, the feisty, toe biting, girl chasing (literally, she stalks the child sometimes) frisky feline member of our family.
PS. Sophie didn't eat her 'cake', so we let the dog have it. Stella LOVED it!
PS2. One day we couldn't find Sophie in the house - she'd found a new cozy place to sleep in the laundry room - the dryer!!
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