The Mobile Home Surveyor Reports

A Birthday Pawty!

Wow life sure has been busy the past couple of weeks. Sister Lisa came to visit with her baby Emma, and everyone carried on about Emma and her first birthday. Mommy fussed and worried and carried on so about what to get Emma, and what to serve when all the family came over for the pawty, and who was going to get a cake, and where was she going to put Ivan during all of this (excuse me???) and how much she was looking forward to having vacation time.

That's a word I understood: Mommy staying home with Ivan! How can things get any better than that? Well, they did.

See, baby Emma is Mommy's first grandbaby, so I guess her turning an entire year old is a big deal. Emma is now big enough to figure out she's got legs and how to use them like everyone else does, and she thinks that I'm really cool. Emma also really loves my blue tail on a stick. Wowsers - she sure knows how to fling that thing around! I simply can't keep up with her zinging and zanging that all over the living room! She totally wore me out.

Then there was the time she decided crawling was better than walking, and when she saw me walk through the living room and sit next to Mommy (she calls her Memere) she rushed right over and stuck her face in my fur. She tried to pick me up by my tail. I wasn't too sure about this, but Emma was gentle enough. Besides, if I had tried to slap Emma, I am most sure that sister Lisa would have had me banished to the far ends of the earth.

The day of the birthday pawty came and everyone was there! My secretary, brother Tony came with his wife and baby Lucy; sister Becky came with her husband and baby Megan; some lady called Auntie Terry came, too. Emma's daddy finally arrived and so there was cake and balloons and -

Balloons! I forgot to mention the balloons!

Did you know that balloons are the greatest things around? Well, it wasn't so much the balloon I fell in love with; it was the string that the balloon was attached too. Secretary bought it for Emma; it had a big "1" on it. Oh gracious that purple string is simply divine! Emma couldn't bring it home on the plane, so she's left it in the corner with her bucket of toys. I drag that balloon all over the place. The string is pawsome, and the balloon loves me, because it follows me around wherever I go.

Secretary & Lisa are convinced that Emma is allergic to me, though. Mommy is not happy about this. The girls say that Emma started rubbing her eyes and they got puffy and red after staying with us for a day or two, and her eyes cleared up and she left them alone whenever she was not at our mobile home. Mommy and I don't believe a word of it. How could anyone be allergic to me? Secretary says that Emma's daddy is allergic to cats, so its not too silly to think that she could be allergic to them, too.

With Mommy on vacation, she spent most of her time at home. Oh it was so wonderful to have Mommy to play with and pet me and brush me and love me whenever I wanted - and she sure kept me busy with all the cleaning she did. She even had baby Lucy for a little bit one day, and poor baby Lucy (another one of those grandbabies) is afraid of me! Can you believe it? Mommy says Lucy doesn't have kitties at her house so she's not entirely sure what to do with me, but she starts her scared cry when she sees me and well, Mommy makes me stay in the bedroom when she comes over. That makes me sad. I was so upset about it that, while Lisa was still here, I pulled the hallway carpet under the bedroom door. That made Lisa, Mommy, and Secretary laugh and take pity on me.

Other grandbaby, Megan, came over while Mommy was on vacation. Naturally, the babies come with their mommies, so it was a very busy week. Mommy was sooooooooooooo happy to have all the babies around!

I've got some serious thinking to do. Secretary promised she'd help me. See, our mommy's birthday is on Sunday. Whatever do I get a mommy for her birthday? More purrs? A special head butt? Secretary said something about a "card" and promised me she'd find one for me.

Wait a minute.... birthday.... means cake and ice cream and more people and balloons! I can't wait for Sunday!