I do not know why Cheysuli is upset. Momma remembered her birthday by noon of her birthday. Momma doesn’t even know exactly when my birthday is. She doesn’t even remember the date of my gotcha day (only that it was two days after her first Siamese Simone died sometime in the middle of May).
I mean I am not upset about that. In fact, I sit on Momma and make lots and lots of biscuits because I am a nice cat. And I purr loudly. I do this early in the morning sometimes too because I like that. I am a morning cat. I think Momma should learn to be a morning person, don’t you?
Anyway, that is just how I see it.