Double Journey

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.
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