Time to Celebrate, Internet Doggies!

Good Morning, Doggies of the Internet! It is I, Eartha Kitteh.

I woke this lady E. Rabbit up early this morning, because it is a VERY IMPORTANT day. "Hey lady," I said to her. "Wake up! It is time to CELEBRATE."

Do you know what we are CELEBRATING today, doggies? No, it is not the feast of St. Ceolfrith. It is not the day the Bill of Rights was passed. It is not the birthday of William Faulkner or Phil Rizzuto or Shel Silverstein or T.I. or Frederick William II of Prussia.

All those things happened on September 25, but we are CELEBRATING today because it is my EARTHA-VERSARY!
This is what I looked like ONE YEAR AGO TODAY when I first came to live with this lady E. Rabbit. She and some of her friends came and got me out from under the house where I was living with my Dad Cat and some other stray kitties after my Mom Cat and her people moved and left me behind.

At first I did not think that living with her was going to be such a good thing. Yes, it was more comfortable than living out of doors, and the food supply was more consistent, but she also made me do stupid things like go to the VET, who gave me shots and put thermometers in undignified places. And then that vet made this lady give me medicines in my eyes and ears because I had infections, and down my gullet because I had wormies in my POOP.

But then I realized that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages. Like outside, I did not have all sorts of awesome toys that I could kill.

And I never had the chance to learn about the finer things in life, like wine smelling.
This one has an excellent bouquet.

And I would never have met my good friend, the Ornj Dog.
I like to carry him around by his scruff, like mom cats do their kittens.

On the other hand... if I'd stayed living outside, I would never have had to wear this stupid outfit at Christmas time.
But I ALSO would've never gotten a lot of TOYS from Santa Claws at Christmas (Santa Claws cannot find kitties who do not have a fixed address).
And I never would've learned to keep myself calm and centered by practicing YOGA.
This is called "Sideways Facing Cat Pose." It is very good for your core.

And I would not have learned about BASEBALL.
This is me saying "Go Nats!" I root for the Nats because Nats rhymes with cats, and because we live in DC (*and because we don't have a Cardinals helmet in cat size. --E. Rabbit).

I would probably not even have gotten a celebration for my first birthday in June...
....much less a bunch of awesome presents like the ones that dog Gus's muzzer got me.

So I talked to this lady about what we were going to do to celebrate our EARTHA-VERSARY. She said I could have a new TOY from the stash of cat toys she keeps hidden (because she thinks I already have too many toys. She is wrong, but there is no convincing her of this).

And she said she would go to the store and get a piece of SALMON that we can share for dinner. I will have mine with kibble; she will have hers with greens or pasta or something lame.

And she said she got me a PRESENT. It is blue to match my beautiful eyes, and it has pirate skulls and crossbones on it because I'm TOUGH.
I am not entirely sold on this present yet. It's very pretty, but it may not be my thing.