The Big Two!

Happy Birthday, Fur Brother!

Yep, that's right folks, our very own Zephyr turns the big TWO today. You can see by the picture how he chose to celebrate. As for myself I'd pick a gigantic fun-and-treat-and-special-guest filled party, but he's more for zoning out in the catbed. Whatever the Zeph wants on his birthday, the Zeph gets. We're all just glad he's feeling better... It's been a total pukefest around here for awhile. I'm feeling fine, but Zephyr was tossing his kibble a couple of times every day and even had to go see the nice Vet and have some not-so-nice pills hidden in some tuna juice. Like every good feline he seemed instinctually drawn to the white carpet in the living room. Good boy! It was fun to watch the girl scrubbing the carpet and muttering to herself. We were all worried about him though and are glad he's back to as normal as that cat ever gets. Even though I growl and hiss at him every single day, I'd miss him if he was gone. There's no one better for snuggling, he's fun to play with, he's good at sharing (I am NOT) and he never takes any of my moods personally.

Happy Birthday, Zephyr!