It's a Cat's Life

Happy Birthday... yeah whatever

Okay, I don't like to complain. But, what's the big deal about birthdays? Everyone was saying, "Happy Birthday William!" So I thought this was really gonna be great. Then Mom threw me a "party" or whatever. She made me and the little cat wear these stupid hats, and she laughed and took pictures and put them on RCN for everyone else to laugh at, too. Then she gave us canned cat food, that we didn't want, cuz the last time she gave it to us it had something called L Lysine in it, and it was ruined, so the little cat and I agreed that we won't eat it anymore. I got some balls to play with, but I'm too big to play with balls. Later in the day, Mom got me another present.... A BATH!!!! Then, just when I thought all the birthday torture, er celebrating, was over, this morning she took me to the vet who poked and injected and put his fingers in my mouth and trimmed mats off my belly, and stuck something called a microchip in my neck. What's up with that!

I hope next year nobody remembers my birthday.

I'm going back to my corner to sulk.

Sweet William