It's my birthday!

Today I am 2 years old! I guess this means that, as an adult cat, I should be wisened... independent... self-sufficient...

Oh well, at least I'm still cute.

Hello, there! My cat aunt has added some new pictures!

Well, they're not NEW new, but new in the sense that they haven't been posted before.

Anyway, my name is Oliver, AKA "Ollie". I haven't started a diary until now, so let me catch you up on some things:

I am now nearly 2 years old! My birthday is March 31st. Well, sort of. My people worked that one out retroactively based on the age that the shelter people told them I was. I don't remember my exact birthday, so this is what we'll go with. The point is: I get a day to be spoiled!

As you can see, I'm a VERY big boy. Even in these pictures, I'm not shown at my full size. I have since gained a couple of pounds from the most recent ones shown, and it is all fur and muscle! Look at that bottom picture, with me and Tordi lying on the brown carpet (her fur is so cuddly!): I was only 6 months old and 8 lbs in that picture!

I have a lot of pictures with Tordi, who I think is my mom... or maybe my grandma, I'm not entirely sure. This is because I love to curl up with her and follow her lead. She always finds the best places to sit and to nap, and so I trust her judgement! She knows so many spots that she keeps waking up, leaving me in the dust to go search for a new spot! I do my best to keep up, though, because I really love napping with her. I'm sure she likes to nap with me, too, even if she says otherwise!

I also like curling up in places that are a bit of a tight fit, as you can see. I used to jump into the bathroom sink and curl up in there, even when I got a bit too big. Now, I'm REALLY too big for that, so I don't do it anymore.

Okay, I'm off. I have to go lick my wounds. My people were away for a couple of days, and the neighbour lady would come over and visit Tordi and I to give us food and cuddles. Still, somewhere in there, I seem to have done something to annoy Tordi, and there are tufts of my fur all over the living room. That's okay, though! I'm sure Tordi was just having a bad day, and I have LOTS of fur!