Well we had a visitor this weekend. That meant I did not get as much attention as I liked but I was a good cat, mostly. Except that apparently that I woke up Gemini early and she started fussing at Mom before Mom wanted to get up. I mean it was already 3 AM. And then when Mom came to sleep on the sofa so that at least one person would get some sleep, I was chasing the other two. I like to play chase. It is the best at 5 AM. But because of that Mom had a weird dream and now Cheysuli will have a column at Mousebreath too… I don’t know if that’s a good thing. I was feeling special.
Mom says that I am probably about a year old now. She doesn’t know if I she wants to give me a birthdate because she forgets things like that. Maybe it’s a good thing. She hasn’t talked about a party either. I want one. We can all chase each other and take turns sitting on Cheysuli’s head.