Oh. My. Bast.
I can't believe it. Today is my birthday and I am eleven years old. Yikes! I'm almost a geezer kitty. Dunno how that happened!
I didn't even know if I would make it to one year old, because I almost went to the Bridge when I was not yet three months old. I got hit by a car and got a broken leg and then I got rescued and now I live the life of a lucky cat. I have a terrific forever home with my awesome Mom. I have not one but TWO kitty condos, sensational bird TV, more places to nap than I could ever want, and best friends all over the world.
And Mom says I changed her life. Guess that means I'm not the only lucky lady in this house!