By tomorrow, I would have given Momma a year of mischief, cuteness and charm! Yay! If she hadn't picked me up from that dark alley, she will not be as happy as now (If you don't know anything yet about my cat life, please read THIS). Granted that she has Qish, but the more, the many-ier, right? Or is it merrier?
A year had passed, and I can't help but feel a little bit melancholic. I used to love this piece of blanket, but now, I seem to have outgrown it. Sigh. I used to suck on it when I was still an itty-bitty kitteh, because I had no cat momma to get milk from. Momma wanted to throw it away because Qish chewed on it, and it has big holes now. But momma knows I love that blankie, so she keeps it until now in one corner of our bed!
|Yes, that's my tiny bum! I used to go under the blankie for some privacy.|
|I still love it even when I got bigger!|
Hmnnn...I wonder if momma would throw me a kitteh paw-ty tomorrow? What do you think? I am excited! I can see more years of melting momma with my cuteness :)