It’s been a while since I wrote my diary but I have a special reason for posting today. It’s my birthday! I am two. (My Mum says that I look like two cats stuck together because I’m so big but I’m talking about years here.)
Anyway, today is my birthday so I’m having a celebration. Started off well with special chicken chunks for breakfast, followed by a quick snack on some Dreamies, then out into the garden. Luckily the rain of yesterday has stopped. I don’t like rain! Tonight I am having a party with cat pate and crunchies – great stuff. The only down side is that I have to share with Flora the Diva. But then I’ll get to share when it’s her birthday next month.
My Mum asked me to pose for my special 2nd birthday portrait so she can post it for you to see. So here I am – being two! I’m also reading the Telegraph, as you can see. I like to keep up to date with what is going on. I also like to watch TV – the Olympics were great. I specially liked to try and chase the runners, and the cyclists, and the jumping horses though I got quite bored with the swimming. I don’t like the wet. I ordered sunshine for my birthday and so far that’s what I’m getting.
I have a message from My Mum – to explain why this blog has been so quiet lately. It’s because she hurt her hand and so couldn’t type very much. She was chopping vegetables for soup and she sliced into her finger – right through the nail. You should have heard the shriek! It has been a bit sore – well, a lot sore, for some days but hopefully it’s healing up now. Personally, I think she’s daft cutting up veg anyway – I mean, who wants to eat veg? I know I don’t. I wouldn’t swap my chicken chunks for chunks of broccoli – broccoli ! – or onions.
Anyway, that’s why she hasn’t been posting. Typing has been a bit tricky. So it’s a good thing I’m here to say hello and make sure you know this blog is still active. Not that I’m feeling all that active right now – I’ve been in the garden all day, climbing trees, chasing Flora, pouncing on butterflies. I even tried eating a butterfly. The taste wasn’t all that great – and it was little more than a mouthful so I don’t think I’ll bother again. It’s almost time for my posh paté and then I think I’ll have a little snooze on the sofa.
I like birthdays – I wish they came round more often. But At least now I’m two! My Mum says I have some more growing to do yet – it’ll be fun to pounce on Flora if I get any bigger.
Happy Birthday to me!