Happy Birthday, 9!!!

Yes, indeed. Today is 9's 5th birthday. I cannot believe it. My sweet, cuddly, purring little darling is still kitten-like and just so wonderful. 9 is a true balm for my soul. He reads my moods and knows exactly what to do. When I work from home, he figures that I missed him so much that I couldn't go to work and therefore, he simply must sit in my lap and get as much attention as I can give him. I love this boy so much and I am so very grateful that I adopted him... or rather, he chose me as his person.

Let's take a look at this boy over the years.

Here is 9's first official portrait. His coat and markings were so very light back then. I adopted him when he was about 5 months old. Not too tiny. He was the perfect size to hug.

The Brave slayer of the Evil Feather toy. 9 showed me here how he liked to play fetch. He still does on occasion. Makes me wish I was home more often so I could see his antics.

Here is 9 while we were living with my parents, aged about 1 year and 4 months. His coat and markings had really darkened by then.

Here is his official 2011 old portrait.

Snoozing with Chani. This doesn't happen much anymore, unless I am sitting on the couch and they share my legs. It's kind of sad, but I think Chani might be happier.

Hanging with his brother who is much more willing to play than with sister, Chani.

And here is the portrait I took this morning. 9 let me cuddle and hug him. And tonight, we shall all celebrate with tuna.

Happy 5th Birthday, 9. Many happy returns!

Mea Culpa, Sheamus Popoki! Happy Belated Birthday!

Teehee, Mom is in quite the apologetic mood. You see, 2 weeks ago, she knew she would have to post a little something about my 2nd birthday, BUT she forgot. Can you believe it? Now, a week later, she remembered and wow, talk about giving me lots of love haha

I'm just going to soak it up.

Mom says that I've come along way from this itty bitty she fell in love with but resisted with all her might.

And then she took this photo and fell for my charm completely. Originally, she wanted me to go live with Grandpa and Grandma, but they were traveling too much, so I joined 9 and Chani.

Now, although she says the cat fur around the condo has increased exponentially and that everything (dark furniture covers, curtains...) have taken a white or buff tinge to it, she wouldn't have it any other way.

And I've become quite used to Grandpa coming over to feed us on Tuesday nights. Before, I would just hide as soon as I heard him come in. Now, I wait with my brofur and sisfur for him to give us treats. I don't hide in the closet anymore!

Still don't like strangers though. But, Mom says that's ok.

I promise to make sure Mom 'pays' a little bit for her forgetfulness. And she says she will give us tuna or possibly bake us a cupcake as soon as she finds the right recipe.

Hope you are all having a wonderful weekend, furiends! I know I am :D

Happy 4th Birthday, 9!

Yes, dear friends, it is my darling 9's  4th birthday today. Actually, I'm not sure when exactly he was born, but I know it was some time in October. And since October 25th is my uncle's birthday, my good friend's birthday and the birthday I gave Q who came before, this is a good day for 9's birthday as well.

Tonight, we shall be celebrating with some fresh new treats and maybe some expensive canned food. Anything goes for my sweet, lovely, soulful boy!