to keep things rolling, and the way we dominate the landscape,
the true heads of state in our house are the animals.
th it was the cats' birthday. We planned the menu
a few days in advance, and set out to purchase the Loblaws
roast chicken they like so well. We had a festive meal for
the humans, toasted the cats, fed them endless treats of
the freshly roasted bird, got the dog to do her Happy Birthday
rendition (something I've longed for her to do on Letterman
as a stupid dog trick). It was a regular jolly party. Both
animals got presents -- the panther toy Fiona thinks is a
mouse, and the tiny mice with bells that Timbah likes.
Timbah views his 4th birthday cake
with guarded interest
We are a family that likes a party. The boys will both be away
on their birthdays this year, so this lets the cats, and Zoey
get more high quality attention on their special days. It just so happens that
Timbah turned four, and Fiona turned one on the same day!
That is so lucky.
Fiona wonders why her candle is blue
It was a good thing that Artwalk with all of its preparations
and excitement was over, so the house was still relatively
clean, and we could concentrate on what really matters --