Mancat Monday- Happy Birthday to Figaro!
Sunday started out kind of mellow. Me and Nigel were just having a chat, Mancatintraining to Mancat. Then Nigel starts saying stuff, like, "you're a mancat now"...what? Could it be? Am I no longer a kitten?
Next thing you know they handed me a nip cigar! Everyone jumped out and yelled "Surprise"!!! It's my first birthday! I'm officially a mancat.
Ellie watched over me so no cat would steal my prize.
Reality is that all my mom and dad know is that I was born last August, so they picked the 15th because it's in the middle of the month. Me? I don't care. If I get nip cigars and everyone makes a fuss over me, it's all good.
