There is another birthday in my household. My cat’s birthday was yesterday. I actually almost forgot about it because I’ve been so busy.
I don’t know if it is his actual birthday. I picked my cat up off the street. He was just a stray that kept coming around my apartment. I took him in one day and he stayed (or I wouldn’t let him leave depending on who you ask). I know I’m approximately right because he was about two or three months old when I found him and I picked him up in June.
He is now six years old. I feel somewhat like a parent in that I can’t believe he is already six years old, it certainly doesn’t seem like it. I used to give Bandit gifts for his birthday, but I realized he doesn’t realize its his birthday nor does he really care. I just said, “Happy Birthday” to him and he just ignored me. Maybe he has reached the age where he lies to everybody how old he really is.
Awww. Happy birthday kitty.
Maybe you should give your cat a pet? Or an animal friend?
Hellooo cutie!