Meowllo!
This person I live with just looked down at me and started jabbering some mumbo-jumbo in a singsong voice that makes her sound like one of those "cat mommies" she swore she would never become. I was busy pivoting on my shapely bottom, delicately licking the sleek black fur of my right paw (the one I write with, but, oddly enough, not the one I shuffle cards or brush my teeth with), minding my own business, daydreaming about this weekend, when she'll be away for a few days and I'll have the whole palace (no, that's not a typo -- I mean palace, not just "place") to myself, and she started reaching down as if to rub my stomach a/k/a cause me to lose my balance and topple over like a Weeble that has finally fallen down. It took me a few seconds to decipher her prattle.
It was this: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, SHANA! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
Nine whole years? One for each of the lives I'm supposed to have? Wow!
And then I realized, well, this is all very well and good, but ... where's my cake? Where's the brouhaha and hullaballoo? Where's the mahi-mahi?
It's an anniversary, sure, but I'm not too happy!
MEOWMEOW!!!
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It's your Gotcha Day?!? That's great! Happy Gotcha Day (Anniversary)! Did you get extra treats today?
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary, Shana! You should let the CB know, so everyone can wish you well:)
ReplyDeleteThankmew, Tuck and Tristan and Crikey!
ReplyDeleteI didn't get extra treats! My so-called "mom" forgot all about it until right before I posted! Now I know how Molly Ringwald felt in "Sixteen Candles"! Hrmph.
T and C, do mew have a link for the CB? (I don't even know what it is. I should be ashamed of myself!)
Happy Anniversary Miz Shana!
ReplyDeleteP.S. I'm very impressed that you can shuffle cards with one paw.