Today I received an email notification from Kashmir's vet wishing her a happy birthday. She encouraged Kashmir to "purrrty down" and dance to her favorite "mewsic."
I couldn't make that up if I tried.
I was so sad when I read the email at work.
I was just like Molly Ringwald's mom in 16 Candles.
I forgot my little lady's special day.
On May 8, 1999 a teeny li'l ball of fur entered the world.
She was destined to be my furr-ever companion.
These puns!!!!!
When I got home this evening I gave Lady K a few extra Whisker Lickins.
I abstained from putting her back in the "trenches."
I'm on fire, here.
This photo was taken when Kashmir was in 1st grade. I think she's about 7 here.
She's been very patient with some of my silly schemes.
Like when I adopted that harlot kitty who came knocked up and we enjoyed the Summer of the Cat, 2007.
She judged those poor fatherless kittens.
As I searched for Kashmir pictures, I came across this favorite.
Genevieve looks a bit like Caroline here.
C is about 14 months in this picture, and roughly the same size as my 8 month old.
Too cute.
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