Happy Birthday to me!

We really don't know when my real birthday is. I was too young to remember, and I didn't come to live with Treater and Napper until I was one year old. They rescued me from DOOM. Even though I'm a bit standoffish, I'm glad I live here with them, 'cause that means I LIVE!

We celebrate my birthday on the anniversary of my adoption, which was January 31, 2000. So, we just 'pretend' that my date of birth was January 31, 1999. That makes me ten years old! Of course, I'm a lady cat, so I'm not really old.

For the first couple of weeks that I lived in my new home, I stayed hidden...usually behind the piano or the TV. I would sneak out at night when everyone was asleep to eat, do my private business, and bite everyone's toes.

Napper kept following me around with the flashy box, and some of those first pictures are how I got my new name. When I was adopted, my name was Shubert. Shubert! For Pete's Sake, I'm a lady cat! What a name.

The first photo of me was taken when I was trying to sneak through the dining room. It's not a very good picture, but it's the one that made Treater say, "Wow! What a SPOOKY CAT!" Well, actually, the Tall One Who Always Picks Me Up called me an 'alien cat.' I'm glad I'm not named Alien Cat.


Anyway, here's another picture taken in the same evening. It's a bit clearer. This is what I looked like nine years ago. I had already perfected my laser eyes by then.



Wasn't I cute? Well, of course, I still am!

Happy Birthday to Me!!

Answering the questions

I'm sorry.

I guess everyone's been wondering where I've been. Well, I'll tell ya.

I've been here:



And I've been here:


So, the answer to the first question is: I've been hibernating practically this entire month!

The second question remains unanswered: am I a cat or a bear?

Actually, I'm resting up. There's a Big Event this weekend. Check in with me on Saturday!

My new favorite spot

Treater and Napper have been laughing and shaking their heads at me a lot lately. I cannot understand what they think is so funny. I think they're laughing at my new favorite sleeping place. I really like this spot. Treater keeps trying to take it away, but I won't let her.

Here...I'll move and show you what I've been sleeping on (that's my tail-tip in the bottom of the photo):

So, what do you think?

Treater here:

Just before Christmas, I brought home several gifts that I had purchased. They were wrapped in bubble wrap and placed inside this bag. After removing the gifts, I stuffed the bubble wrap back in the bag and left it on the floor. When I looked back, Spooky was nuzzling the bag, so I left it. Now she sleeps on it several hours each morning.

Bubble wrap and a plastic bag. Who'd a-thunk it?

Four

Four. That is a signifiCAT number. Today is the fourth day of the New Year...2009! This month, I will turn TEN years old! My made-up birthday is January 31, 1999. It's made-up because when my people adopted me, the vet said I was one year old, and they just went back one year to come up with a birthday for me. I can't remember being born...and I can't remember my first cat family, so that day works for me.

Four is also signifiCAT because I got tagged for the four-by-four photo tag game. Treater already played it, but she did not tag me. I guess she was being lazy. Tiria, The Shadow Princess, and Henry tagged me!

Here are the very easy rules:

1. Choose the 4th folder on your computer where you keep/store your pictures.
2. Select the 4th picture in the folder.
3. Explain the picture.
4. Tag 4 people to do the same! No cheating (cropping, editing, etc.)!



This picture of me was taken in 2004 - the fourth year that I lived with my people. I was five years old here. My people had just bought this big cabinet...it has all sorts of play-pretties in it, but I can't get to them because of the glass. The very back of this big cabinet has something called a "mirror." I'm not exactly sure what a mirror really is, but it has a CAT in it that keeps looking at me! I have tried talking to it, and I have tried to convince it to come out and play, but it just keeps looking at me.

It's still in that cabinet. I think it's probably hungry and thirsty because I never see it eat or drink...ever. It just always looks at me. It sure is a pretty cat. I'd sure love to have it as a playmate.

I'd like to tag this cat for this game, but I don't think it has any people who take pictures. I don't even think it has a computer or a dictation-taker. Poor cat.

Well, I looked around, and it looks like everyone else has played this game. If you haven't played, please consider yourself tagged!

Psssst...Tigs. You do realize that you were tagged, too, don't you? I'm gonna double-tag ya.

Miss Kitty, have you been tagged yet?

Well, while I'm at it, Junior and Orion, have you guys been tagged yet?

Anybody else?

Oh, by the way, I know I'm late, but Happy Mew Year to EveryCat!