As of March 1, 2008, Murray is one year old. March 1 may or may not be his real birthday since he was orphaned, found and rescued. March 1st is a guestimate, one we’re sticking with. Unfortunately, we were out of town and thus unable to celebrate his first birthday with him. I feel terrible for scheduling a vacation at this really important milestone. I have apologized profusely.
Well, it just wasn’t good enough, all of my apologies were simply not good enough. This was an image sent to us by our beloved cat sitter, Lisa.
We’re not sure if this is the aftermath of an actual throwdown, a message letting us know just how angry he is that we weren’t around, or an attempt to make us believe he threw a party so that we’d think we missed something unbelievably special – the party of the century. Murray’s first birthday party.
Ha ha! Silly little monster!
Happy birthday, Murray. You’re an awesome little guy.
Happy Birthday Murray!
He totally had a rocking party without you.
Yikes! In our house, we call that “Kitty Revenge”. Here it usually takes the form of peeing in a laundry basket full of clean clothes. :-X
I just love the tail trailing out of the photo.
Murray makes me wish I had a cat, sometimes.
Happy Birthday Murray. Mom always said, “Dont play ball in the house.”
Happy Birthday, little guy! Signed, one adoring fan :)
I had no idea he was so young. How great?!
He seems like an old soul, like he knows everything already.