Happy birthday Domino. I hope your enjoy your salmon mousse mouse cake. You don’t look a day over 70 🙂
Thanks for making me feel ancient, Clyde. Sheeesh those humans can’t leave well enough alone. Oh, nooooo you they to make us cats more human in your age charts. And no one except my mother knows my birthday. Layla estimated I was close to a year old in late spring @May 1 so that’s I guess my Gotcha Day too.
A year is a year is a year. Got it? I’m only 14! So don’t give me that Domino cat turns 72 nonsense.
Sorry, but aren’t you a crabby old mancat. Be glad you’re not 17 like me. Anyway, old sport, your buddy Odin is here and your frequent sleeping partner NouNou would like to wish you…
She is not my sleeping partner. Can I help it if she suddenly likes older men. She sleeps a good two feet away.
Lighten up bro, spring is here. The garden is alive with delicious creatures and a smorgasbord of lush green goodness. And since you’re 14 and maybe 72, you get two birthday wishes.
Odin, that’s nice but I don’t want to make any wishes. Don’t you remember I hate birthdays since my feral days?
Domino darling, I wish you’d want to cuddle with me.
Oh, Nou Nou, in your dreams. I know it’s Beltane and the festival of fire and fertility but I’m too old for you and anyway you’re spayed.
A word from the human. If you’re a recent reader of this blog, you may want read about the wild and crazy life Domino led including living outdoors on our property for seven years. He’s a devoted daddy’s boy making biscuits every evening but this is his Rescue Story
Gradually he settled into domestic life including birthdays but not really. Here are a few.
Domino, so do you have any wishes?
No, not really. But I do wish Merlin was here like the good days. Oh, and I wish humans would stop being assholes and be kinder to all living things.