Monday was a super-busy day for me, and I didn’t even realize that I forgot something very important—Gracie’s thirteenth birthday!
I realized it a few days later, when I was looking through my Cats category posts. I decided we’d just celebrate today. Gracie and Tig got tunafish. And my readers get this picture of my thirteen-year-old girl, luxuriating in the morning sun in my office, in her brand-new cat bed.
Gracie loves the sun, and the sun loves Gracie. Happy birthday, Sweetness. May you have many more.
Amazing cat. more pictures please.
What Idit said. Gracie is a beauty, and it does my soul good to see pictures of her.
(And of Tig, too. Hint, hint.)
Thirteen! Is it time for a Cat Mitzvah? Or a Bat Meowtzvah? Awwww, you know what I mean.
Actually, my friend Sarah says we should have a Cat Mitzvah for Tigger, because he turned two, and that’s considered grown-up age for cats. We’re going to try to put a kippa on him when she comes over later this week.
Happy bday Gracie.
Now that’s a happy, pampered kitty. Happy belated 13th, Gracie! Love ya!