I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Cats should not have birthdays, but apparently, they do. At least that’s what Lady Human says. Today is Moon Cat’s 11th birthday. I have two questions:
- Does that mean that Moon Cat is an old lady?
- Will there be cake?
Tiger: Happy Birthday, Moon Cat. Thank you for being a buddy.
Moon Cat: Meow!
Stella: Typical.
Miss Sweetie: Happy Birthday, Moon. I hope you don’t mind when I chase you. It’s the only way I can show you my love and still act like a bulldog.
Moon Cat: Meow!
Stella: That doesn’t mean anything. She is just asking Lady Human for even more food.
Doodlebug: Happy Birthday, Moon. I guess.
Moon Cat: Meow!
Doodlebug: Translation, please.
Stella: Blah, blah, blah.
Wiggles: Happy Birthday, Moon. Are you a bulldog, too?
Moon Cat: Meow!
Stella: Wiggles, don’t believe a word she says. Of course, she’s not a bulldog.
Wiggles: She seems like a member of the pack to me. But she is very small. And very furry. And she doesn’t bark ever. And she talks funny.
Stella: Wiggles! Hint! Hint! Not a bulldog.
Wiggles: Yeah, but still a pack member.
Stella: My questions remain unanswered. Is Moon Cat an old lady now?
Me: She doesn’t act like an old lady. She jumps higher than any of us, which, in my case, is not hard to do. She runs faster than any of us.
Stella: She sleeps all day.
Me: She’s a cat.
Stella: She’s got gray hair.
Me: She’s always had gray hair. She’s a gray cat.
Stella: Likely story.
Me: It’s true. She’s been with us since she was 4 months old. Gray cat.
Stella: Second question?
Me: Cake? Nope. Not a big cake family.
Stella: Well, at least there is no favoritism shown to cats.
Me: So, what do you have to say?
Stella: Oh, all right. Happy Birthday, Moon Cat. And many more to come.
Me: Happy Birthday, Moon Cat, from all of us.
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