Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Happy Birthday, Possum!

Possum turned 8 yesterday, and the cats celebrated with a roast chicken dinner. Possum is the light of my life and my soul cat, so I wish he'd pay a little more attention to me. He vastly prefers my husband nowadays, and they are always together, napping working. I don't blame him; my husband is a very nice guy and is also much more upholstered comfortable to sleep upon than I — even apr├Ęs too many French pastries.

I think Possum ignores me because he is very jealous of the attention I give the other cats. But what can I do? I won't stoop to his games, and it is my duty to make a big fuss over all of my cats who don't refer to me as Evil Mommy.

Eventually Possy will come around, I hope. We still do have occasional good times together — until he spots my husband and dumps me, or another cat comes too close, and he takes off in a huff.

But I will always love him. He was the greatest kitten ever.

Here's a photo from those days, when he only had eyes for me.


  1. Happy Belated Birthday, Possum! You have the same birthday as Angel and Chuck, who turned 13 years-old yesterday. So much floofiness, Possum!

  2. Happy Birthday Possum. May you remember how much you love the not so evil mommy and snuggle with her really soon


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