TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! ...I THINK!

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Today, or somewhere close to it, I was BORN, four years ago!

We doesn't know exactly WHERE, an' we doesn't know exactly WHEN, but here I is, *four* pawsome years old!

An' I gots a HOME! An' I gots deeeelicious FOODS! An' I gots a CALVIN COLLAR! An' I gots TOYS! An' I gots pawrents who LO-OOOOOOOVES me!

Okay, yeah, so I is still somewhat weird. I gots trust issues. I never sits on laps an' purrrrr. You can't reach down to pick me up, 'cause I'll skitter away. But I *does* nap on the couch now, instead of jus' on the floor-- an' I DOES come an' ask my mommy for pets & cuddles & loves every single night! Sometimes during the night I even curl up on the furry end of the bed, near my pup-brofurs, an' close my eyes!

It's much easier for me now when peoples come to the house. I don't panic an' run away so much-- I jus' kind of keeps my distance but I meows hello. I talk a *bunch* more than I ever did befur!

Sometimes I even come running when Mommy calls me!!!!!!!!

I is obsessed with my two special hanging toys, an' spend *hours* bat-batting thems. An' I is nicer to my pup-brofurs now, kind of ASKING to play instead of just POUNCING at thems with my clawsies out. I gots my favorite spots on the deck an' on the back porch an' in the yard, an' I can usually be seen in one of those spots, lolling around enjoying life.

I HAS COME A LO-OOOOOOONG WAY! An' I is so-oooooooo happy an' content. I think I is gonna LO-OOOOOOVE being four!

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

I CUDDLED!!!!

Oooooh I can't believe it, I can't believe I did it, but I did! Tonight after my usual jump-up-on-the-bed-an'-get-loving, instead of jumping back down when I gotted done, I --PLOPPED-- right down on the bed, all cuddled up next to my mommy, an' I *stayed* there fur a whole half a hour!

It felt deeeeelightful,I gots to tell yous. It maked me feel so furry safe, an' loved, an'cherished. Meeeeeyowsers! I might even have to try it again,one of these days!

An' guess what. The whole time I was there cuddled next to Mommy I purrrrrrred-- an' my mom purrrrred right along WITH me! Teeheeeheeeeee!

Tagged by Alexis Tippy PAWS!

Oooooooh, purrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Thanks so-ooooo much, sweet Alexis, fur including me in all the fun! These is my answers in the tag game....


1. Do you ever wake your parent up in the night?

Yup. Teeheeheee! Mostly at night I sleeps in the living room, but a couple of times during each night I gets a little bee in my bonnet an' decides that I wants some loving-- so UP I jumps on the bed, and MEOWWWWW I says to Mommy, an' PURRRRRRRRRRRR I says, an' I stays there whapping my fluffy tail in her face 'til she wakes her self up an' PETS me! Hahahahaha!

2.Do you ever tear up things?

Not yet. My pup-brofur Charley always seems to beat me to it. One of these days maybe I'll learn how to rrrrrip an'clawwwww!

3.What's your favorite treat?

I lo-oooooove my Fancy Feast kitty food that comes in a CAN! I always gots all the dry food I wants, but the Fancy Feast is special... I gets a bit of it every single night when I comes inside, an' I laps it up like it's candy. Yum, yummy, yummers!

4.Can you fetch something when ask to do so?

I don't know NOTHING about fetching. I let my brofur Charley do all that kind of stuffs, since it makes him so happy. Teeheee.

5.Have you ever lived any place other than where you live ?

The furst 6 months of my life are a blur to me now... I guess I din't really live ANYwheres, jus' tried to survive in the underbrush-- especially after I gotted shot. Ever since my mommy found me a couple of years ago, this has been my furever-home. I am so-oooo glad I don't gots to go anywheres else!

LIFE IS SO-OOOOO GOOD! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I PLAYED!!!!!!!!!!

Oooooh, a couple of impawtant changes in my life in the past week or so! Meeeeeewowsers, I feels so-ooooo *happy*!

Furst. I, me, Sable, The Odd One?-- well, I might, I jus' *might* pawssibly have-- (BLUSH...)-- met... a.... BOY? This furry cute kitty named Daniel has been purrrrsuing me lately-- he has, really! I can't believe it, but he must actually pawssibly maybe **LIKE** me!! Or maybe he is jus' being NICE, I'm not completely sure. But he did send me FLOWERS, an', an', an' a RING, an' even a DIE-MINT!!!! I think he even called me his gurrrlfuriend, too!!!!!! I wonder if-- could it be? Does I dare hope that he might could maybe be.... SMITTEN? I don' gets it, but who's arguing! Teeheeee. Did I mention that he is FURRY cute?

Second. Guess what guess what guess what!!! Prob'ly from all this feeling all warm & fuzzy inside an' good about my self from Daniel coming around, I DID something the other night. This was a thing that isn't like the usual MEEEE at all at all. A lo-ooooong time ago when I had my kitty-gurrrls growing up here I tried it once or twice, but it wasn't never a big success with me. This time, THIS time, though, it was FUR REAL! I really really did it, an' I *lo-oooooved* it!!!

(a big fanfur, folkses...)

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***** I PLAYED!!!! *****
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I did I did I did, I really-really DID!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
I was jus' hanging out on the nice-cool floor, an' right where I was lolling around there was this... well, a TOY, a little furry TOY that belongs to my pup-brofur Charley. I don' know what on earth gotted into my head (prob'ly a die-mint or something), but suddenly I had this idea out of the blue, like-- what would happen if maybe I jus' tooked a little SWIPE at that thing? So I did! Bat-bat! An', --whoooosh!, it wented skittering across the tile floor like a little mousie, an' who could resist THAT? I played, an' chased, an' bat-batted that thing fur over fifteen minutes straight!!! IT WAS SO-OOOOOOO MUCH FUN! So I rested a bit, an' then...

***I PLAYED AGAIN!!!***

I can't wait, I can't *wait* to do it again! My mommy is gonna pick me up some real actual KITTY toys tomorrow... oooooooooooh, this is all SO furtastic! --Hmmm. I wonder if this means that I won't feel the need no more to LEAP out at Max an' Charley all the times an' bat-bat THEMS.... naw. I'm gonna keep doing that, it's too much FUN to ever give it up-- I jus' lo-ooooooves to see THEMS go skittering across the floor, too. Teeheeeheeeee.

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***** I PLAYED!!!! *****
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THANKS, Daniel... :)))))))))))))

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Thank you, thank yous one an' all-- you made my birthday so-oooooo special! It made me feel all warm & furry inside to get all them prezzies an' notes an' flowers an' cards. (I *still* feels all warm an' furry inside, an' I think the feeling is gonna last all year long, teeheee!)

An' guess what, guess what, guess WHAT! My mommy had to be in Tallahassee all day, but when she comed home again she bringed me.... a.... a-- nice, shiny, new, *pink* COLLAR with a bell an' DIE-MINTS on it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!

Meeeeyowzers! It was JUS' my birthday, an' now it's my- birthday AGAIN??!!?

Wow, wow, I LO-OOOOOVE BIRTHDAYS! I think I will have one every week.

It *feels* like I haves one every week, you know. Always, here at my furvorite place in the whole wide world, there is wonderfur things going on! I goes to pawties! I *dance*!! I meet warm nice new furs, an' make new furiends! I has a little house by a lake, an' I make cakes, an' get my self new clothes, an' play games, an' giggle a WHOLE bunch, teeheeeheee! I help out when folkses is sad or lonesome. I hug my furiends a lot. My life is full to overflowing, an' it's jus' PAWSOME!!!! Around here, EVERY day is my birthday. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

When I woked up this morning, I looked an' saw that somehow I have gotted my self ANOTHER life back!! I think it's from being happy.

~~pawty, pawty, it's my BIRTHDAY!~~

Oooooooooooh, I've had the bestest day ever-ever-ever, today!

It's my BIRTHDAY! I am two hole years old. Is that furry old? I'm not sure. I sure have managed to pack in a hole lot of living into two little years.

Let's see... I gotted borned-- I bet THAT wasn't easy, hehe! Then something happened an' I losted my mommy an' my litter-mates, an' my HOME too. Then I gotted shot. Then I gotted starving an' skeered an' lonely an' completely lost. THEN I found my now-meowmy an' my Furever-Home!!! Then I had three beauuuuuutiful little girls, who are all growed up now an' living all together up in Georgia. Then I gotted fixed (what was wrong with me, anyway?). Then, I gotted to know my pup-brofurs Max an' Charley, an' I discovered the joys of CHASING, an' POUNCING, an' BAPPING!

Now I am a truly happy kitty, an' I spend my days lounging around on the deck or in the grass or in the garden. Sometimes I even hunt fur mousies or squirrels! I gots lots of furiends on Catster, folkses I really-really care about. I gots a pawfect life now, an' I will never-ever-EVER stop being gggrrateful fur it. THANK YOU, WORLD!

I already lo-oooooove being two! :))

Purr-purrs,
-Sable.


PS: I gotted a brand-new collar today!, an' a new feathered catnip toy which is my all-time furvorite. My meowmy spended over an hour petting me this morning... I have been learning how much pleasure there is in a head-scratching or a tummy-rubbing, purr-purrrrrrr. This afternoon Max an' Charley let me CHASE 'em an' POUNCE on 'em to my heart's content! An' tonight I'm gonna get a yum-yummy tasty TREAT fur my dinner, oooooooh, meowsers! The bestest thing of all, though, is-- guess what! I GOTTED ANOTHER *LIFE* BACK!!! Ooooh, my ears an' whiskers, birthdays is FURTASTIC!! :D

Pooky Tagged Me Back!

Ooooooh, that Pooky, my sweet, wonderful look-alike TWIN 2000 miles away, is something! I tagged her a lo-oooong time ago. It took her a while, but she played-- only, she changed the game! She made it much-much better, an' she asked if I would play it the new way. Well, it's taken me even LONGER!, but here I am! I hope I am furgiven fur taking so long. In writing this, I'm learning that gifts come in all shapes an' sizes, an' that every single one of them should be honored an' cherished.


5 THINGS I AM GRATEFUL FUR THIS CHRISTMAS:

1) I gots three really-really good legs! What if I had only TWO legs? Ooooooh, that would be bad! So, if I hobble a little, so? I can get any where I want to get! (Almost.) That's why first of all, right off at the beginning, I am grateful fur my three good, strong legs.

2) I haves a HOME, a real HOME! I'm safe, I'm warm, my tummy is full, no buddy will ever-ever hurt me again, an' I get cuddles, toys, pats, rubs, an' all the love a fur-critter could want. I'm in heaven! LAST Christmas I was only a few months old, I had a turribly injured leg, an' although my furever-mommy was feeding me by then, I was still too skeered to come to her. LAST Christmas I was all alone, freeeezing cold in the sleet an' wind, skeered, an' hurting. What a diffurence a year makes! Thank you, thank you fur my furever home.

3) Last February I had three beauuuuuuytiful baby daughters. I'm grateful fur them! They stayed with me fur 3 months, an' they taught me how to love unconditionally. They taught me how to put some one else furst. They taught me how to laugh an' play an' be a kitty! And, they taught me that even when you have to let go of the ones you love, they will always-always stay warm an' snug in your heart. My three girls have a wonderful furever home now in Georgia. They're all together, an' I get to hear about them all the time. I'm so-oooooo thankful fur all of this!, and fur the very FACT of my babies.

4) I know I don' act like it sometimes (-well, a lot of the time!-)... but I just ADORE my two pup-brofurs, Max an' Charley. I am grateful that we share a home together, an' that they love me, too! I am slowly, slowwwly learning how to play with them. At furst they skeered me!, an' I kept away from them. Then, I learned how to hide behind things an' LEAP out an' bat-bat Charley with my little pawsies! Now, finally, I'm learning how to play the right way with Charley. I chase him, an' he wags his tail an' runs! Then HE chases ME, an' I swish my tail an' run! This is all SO much fun!

and,
5) This is so-so-so-oooooo impawtant to me: I am more grateful than I could ever, ever express, fur all the special kitty-furiends I have now on Catster. I feel loved an' cared about an' supported, all the time! My furiends are strong an' smart, sweet an' understanding, kind an' loving... they never judge me! (even when I mess up) --they just accept me fur who I am, an' they might even LIKE me that way!

Some of these furiends have gone wayyyyy out of their way to help me, like Callie Rose, Pooky, an' Margo. Some of them are fun new furiends, like Hailey & Ashleigh, Cassidy an' Mojo, an' Margo's Mikey. And, some of them are jus' there, always watching out fur me and being kind an' supportive, like Baby-G, Little-One, an' Emily. How I wish I could gather all my beauuuuuytiful furiends up an' wrap my arms around 'em, an' tell 'em how much they mean to me!

SO. That's my five things. Oooooooh, I'm the luckiest kitty in the world!! Thank you, thank you world, thank you my 3 good legs, thank you my home, thank you my furmily, thank you my furiends, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! I can't believe how purrrrrfectly **HAPPY** I am!

An' GUESS WHAT! Right in the middle of my writing down all this gratefulness, when my heart was jus' so FULL of love an' joy I wanted to cry, it happened again! It did, it did! My Christmas miracle! I gotted back another life.... I really-really did! It's the JOY, I jus' know it! All this JOY I've been learning gave me back another life. How could any kitty's life be more blessed?

Meeeeoooowwwwww!!!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Furgiveness

...So, I did bunches of thinking over the Thanks an' Giving holiday. I remembered last year's Thanks an' Giving, which is when my now & furever mom rescued me. I must have been shot about a week befur she saw me. I was in such pain that I could barely walk, an' I hadn't been able to find myself any food at all fur days an' days. I think the angels sent her! If she hadn't fed me, there's no doubt that I would have died.

Getting shot made me skeered an' shy, and all this past year my heart was filled with anger at the man who shot me. Every day, I would remember what had happened, an' get mad all over again. It was so unfair, an' so unnecessary & cruel! Because of that bad-bad man, I would never be a whole kitty again. I thought I would keep this anger inside me fur the rest of my life.

Something happened on Thanks an' Giving day this year, though-- something wonderful! I was thinking, as usual, about how awful it was to get shot, an' I was thinking about the man who did it to me. Then, suddenly, out of the blue, I felt my anger start to melt away! I saw clearly that I *had* to let it all go if I ever wanted to heal my soul... an' I knew that I needed to furgive him.

Once I saw this, I made a decision: I would FURGIVE the bad-bad man, an' make my peace with who I am now (even if I'm not a whole kitty any more). My Thanks an' Giving could be a Thanks an' FURgiving! Then, a huge-enormous weight seemed to jus' float off my back, an' a great happiness filled me. I saw that it doesn't matter if I'm not whole on the outside. My INside is whole, an' that's what counts!

I started to purr an' purr an' purr... and somewhere, somehow, during all the purring, another miracle happened. I GOT ANOTHER ONE OF MY LIVES BACK!!!

Ok - heer bees Margo's vershun ob TAG!

That crazeeeeee Margo! She made up her own ggrreat furshun of "You Been Tagged", an' it looks like it's hard-- but so-oooooo much fun! Here it is, with my I-tried! answers:

Anser dees kweshuns in yore diree, an den tag as mene kitties as yew wants! Yew can tags 1, 10, 100, or jus play yoreself! I canno wate tew see da ansers! MOL!

1. How mene toes duz yew hab?

Um-- I'm not exactly sure, 'cause I can't count that high. I think I has 4 on the front, 4 on the other front, 4 on the back, an' 4 on the other back. How many is that????


2. Is yew marreed?

Teehee! No way!! I had enough of Big Troubles jus' being on my own! Plus I'm not sure, but I think maybe those three kitty-daughters I had last February had something to do with Man Trouble?? --Jus' a guess.


3. Duz yew hab short, medium, or long hairs?

Ooooooh, I know this one!! I am a proud kitty with long, LONG hairs! I do like my furs, I think it's very purrty.


4. Duz yew likes tew dress up?

It depends on what you mean by dress up...?? I won't let my mom get near me with any outfits!!! I think I'm still a little too outside-wild fur that! But I would've dressed up fur Callie Rose's beauuuuuutiful wedding last week, an' Reba says her meowmy might make me a dress sometime. Plus my mom has been helping me dress up like furmous artists' models! That's been fun. Already, I been The Mona Sable, The Sable de Milo, Sable Van Gogh, an' more! Maybe my mom will let me put up some more pictures of me, so you can see...

5, Hoo gots da stinkeeeest gas in yore house???

Ew-w-w-w-www, Margo, what a question!!!!!! IT'S NOT MEEEEEE, that's fur sure!!!! --An' how come YOU din't answer this question your own self?!??


6. How mene toys duz yew hab?

EVFURRYthing here is a toy!!!! The dining room carpet (which I roll up an' push around efurry night while my furmily's asleep)... the doggy-feeder (which I pull the crunchy food nuggets out of an' scatter all over the floor)... the arm of the couch (which I scritch-scratch-scritch until my daddy squirts me with the water-bottle!-- oooooh, I don't like that, much!)... the wastebaskets (which I turn upside-down an' pull all the loud crinkly exciting PAPER out of)... --an' of course ALL the doggy toys, most of which I take away an' hide... an' OF COURSE the doggies themselves, who I torment ALL the time... it's ALL fun, here!


7. Is yore tale straight, kinked, curly, fat, thin, or jus rite?

My tail is jus' right. I can wave it an' fluff it an' wiggle it, an' even WHAP the doggies with it sometimes!


8. Hab yew eber killed a reel mousie??

I don't remember! I must have, because I was on my own out in the wild fur a while, I know that much. I MUST've hunted fur food or I wouldn't be alive any more... but then after I gotted shot, I hurted so-ooooo bad an' I couldn't hunt an' I almost starved to death befur my now-mom saw me an' helped me. Is mousie good an' delicious??


9. Is yew beeyooteeful, hansum, or uglee??

I used to not think I was furry purrty, but last week I told this to Goldie an' she said never-never-ever-ever say that again!!!! She said EVFURRY creature is beautiful!-- an' you know what? I decided she is RIGHT, an' I should love an' respect myself... so: yes! I'm BEEYOOTEEFUL! :)))


10. Is yew da King ob da house, Kween ob da house, or da Serbint?????

Queen! Totally, absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, Queen! We have a higher archy here at my house. Furst is my daddy, who is Top Dog. Then is my mommy, who is Top Banana. Then comes MEEEEE!! I'm the Cat's Meow!! After me comes my pup-brother Max... an' then, then comes my poor-poor little pup-brother Charley, wayyyyyyy down at the furry bottom of the archy, who I pick on without mercy. (I'm 'shamed of myself... --**NOT!!!**)

--Okay, Margo, I dids it! Hope you enjoy. But like I said, where's YOURS?!?!??? :))))))))))))))))