Last Saturday, my sister and I were one year old. That means we are now mature and sensible cats, despite the fact that our humans keep referring to us as 'kittens'.
I didn't know it was going to be such an illustrious day. When I tried to wake the humans before daylight, they shut me out of the bedroom like they always do. No concession to the day. Still, the female human got up shortly after it was light, and gave me my first meal of the day:
When the humans came out, we went to see if they had anything interesting for us, but it was just a camera. They never let us grab the bit that dangles down, though we keep trying.
Still, we can't spend all day having fun. Before long it was time to go downstairs to keep an eye on the humans:
That gets boring after a while, so I decided to take a nap:
Lunch-time with wet food is a wonderful part of the day, but the human forgot her camera. Then we repeated the morning's activities: more washing, playing outside, sleeping and snacking.
We heard some of the humans talking about women having to be a pace behind men in some other places a long way away, so we thought we'd try it. But walking like that was very awkward, so we sat down instead, and had a rest:
I didn't know it was going to be such an illustrious day. When I tried to wake the humans before daylight, they shut me out of the bedroom like they always do. No concession to the day. Still, the female human got up shortly after it was light, and gave me my first meal of the day:
She went out after that; she often disappears in the morning, then she comes back a while later with one of our former human family, and they stand outside talking while we call to them from the roof. Eventually our human came in again, and after we greeted her we let her know that water out of the tap is so much nicer than the water in our bowl:
For some reason, she doesn't like us doing this. Or maybe she's just jealous that she can't jump into the sink so neatly. Whatever the reason, she lifted us down, unceremoniously. Which meant that it was time for a nonchalant wash:
When the human was busy making a noise with one of the machines and those big orange ball things with juice inside, I jumped back, as there were some lovely little puddles on the side of the sink:
The humans have some strange routines, but at least they're fairly predictable. After a little tray was taken upstairs to the male human, it was time for our yogurt. Joan is particularly keen on that, and watched closely so we knew when it was time for the call to yogurt:
The human thinks it's strange that we call out, and try to climb up the cupboards when she's putting yogurt on our saucer. She tells us she's doing it as quickly as she can, and that there's no reason to make a fuss. We're not making a fuss; I don't know why she can't understand, it's a way of showing how enthusiastic we are:
Of course, once the saucer is on the floor, we stop our singing and lap it up as fast as we can:
After breakfast, we usually go upstairs to play outside for a while, but on the way up on our birthday, we discovered - oh, joy of joys! - the bathroom door was opened.
That meant we could have a wonderful game:
Alas, it was over all too quickly. Then we thought we should perhaps make ourselves scarce, as the humans don't seem to like it much when we pull at the roll of tissue. We hoped they wouldn't guess what we had done.
We love exploring the nearby roof-tops:
When the humans came out, we went to see if they had anything interesting for us, but it was just a camera. They never let us grab the bit that dangles down, though we keep trying.
I love being out on the balcony, rolling around in the dust:
Still, we can't spend all day having fun. Before long it was time to go downstairs to keep an eye on the humans:
That gets boring after a while, so I decided to take a nap:
Lunch-time with wet food is a wonderful part of the day, but the human forgot her camera. Then we repeated the morning's activities: more washing, playing outside, sleeping and snacking.
We heard some of the humans talking about women having to be a pace behind men in some other places a long way away, so we thought we'd try it. But walking like that was very awkward, so we sat down instead, and had a rest:
I'm not really sure what the point of a birthday is; it was much the same as any other day, as far as I could see. But then again, our life is mostly quite pleasant. What more could a cat possibly want?
