December 24th 2011 11:27 am
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MOL, each year on Christmas Eve Catster reminds me it's my birthday. Well, it's not really my birthday for a couple of reasons. First of all, I'm not there anymore MOL, my birthday these days is the anniversary of my passage to the Rainbow Bridge when I was reborn. Secondly, Mum didn't actually know when I was born, but she proclaimed Christmas Eve as my Birthday because that was the eve, many years ago, when Mummy brought me into her home. It was a wonderful Christmas for me, for Mummy, and for my brofur Whiskey Lee. The three of us celebrated Christmas together, and it was wonderful. Mum had only recently moved into the Hollywood apartment, so the apartment was sparsely furnished. It didn't matter, we spent most of our time on the bed together just enjoying each others company. We didn't even have a TV yet, so Mum read Christmas stories out loud to me and my new brofur Whiskey Lee. It was a wonderful night, and we won't ever furget it. Love to you all from up above, I promise to write you again on the anniversary of my passing in a couple of weeks. I hope that all of you are well.

With love from above,

Shelby