Oops… Jimi is not on speaking terms with me. Why? Well, I completely forgot it was his birthday yesterday. He’s two years old now. I’m so sorry, my furry friend… Happy birthday!
Actually, we don’t know the exact date of birth. The local vet in the shelter estimated Jimi was born early September 2018 and wrote down ‘2018, September 1’ in the Date of Birth box on the registration papers.
Enjoy this beautiful day, my friends, wherever you are. Peace, love and understanding.
Cat lovers of the world unite! Mr. Bowie is nine years old today. Happy Birthday Mr. Bowie! Catnip and treats for all the furry ones. Let’s party!
Enjoy this beautiful day, my friends, wherever you are. Peace, love and understanding.
Mr. Bowie turns eight today. I don’t remember much about my eighth birthday or any of my birthdays of the past, really. But hey, it’s not about me, it’s about our little big hero, Mr. Bowie.
My Dad took his bike, went for a ride and surprised us with a visit. We had espressos and chocolate. Happy Birthday Mr. Bowie! Catnip and treats for the furry ones.
Enjoy this beautiful day, my friends, wherever you are. Peace, love and understanding.
July 21 is the 202nd day of the year (203rd in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 163 days remaining until the end of the year. I was born on July 21, some say it was on July 22, though. July 21 is also Mr. Bowie’s Gotcha Day. Although the ideal weather conditions for a traditional guerrilla-surprise-pudding-party we had to postpone it due to unexpected circumstances. However, despite that, my lovely niece had a delicious surprise for me and Mr. Bowie… The chocolate thingy is mine, Mr. B!
Enjoy this beautiful day, my friends, wherever you are. Peace, love and understanding.
Happy Birthday! Mr. Bowie, our hero, turns six today. I love this little man. I love him like a rock. Catnip and treats for the furry ones. Dark chocolate and espressos for the humans. Have a great day!
When I was grown to be a cat
And the Devil would call my name
I’d say “now who do …
Who do you think you’re fooling?”
I’m a consummated cat
I can snatch a little purity
My human loves me, he loves me
He gets down on his knees and hugs me
He loves me like a rock
He rocks me like the rock of ages
And he loves me“Loves Me Like A Rock” – Paul Simon
Ice Ice Baby. A local store delivered a brand new deep freezer. So the crew is busy preparing for the 5-55-5 party. Every year, in the third week of July on Mr. Bowie’s Gotcha Day or my birthday, I like to invite my closest family members and my best friends to a party, aka Puddingfest. This year, lots of ice cream flavors will be available.
There’s nothing worse than a warm drink, so I think you’re going to love the ice cubes, Mr. Bowie.
A photographer’s life is no walk in the park. Photographers work in some of the worst places imaginable. A birthday party is not one of those places.
PS: I wonder why Mr. Bowie wasn’t invited…
July 21 is the 202nd day of the year in the Gregorian calendar. There are 163 days remaining until the end of the year. I was born on July 21, some say it was on July 22, though. July 21 is also Mr. Bowie’s Gotcha Day.
Fact #1: New King In Town. Belgium celebrated both independence day and the coronation of Prince Philippe and his wife, Mathilde, as king and queen. As I said before, in my opinion this is unsatisfactory. No, I am not a royalist. Not at all. Mr. Bowie was ready for the job. I say, Mr. Bowie for King or President!
Fact #2: Blue Skies. Ideal weather conditions for a guerrilla-surprise-pudding-party! The birthday cake was a surprise gift from my Dad.
Fact #3: Free Tattoo. Every guest got a free Mr. Bowie-Paw-Tattoo, even this young talented football player from FC Barcelona.
Fact #4: 87. Age difference means nothing at a guerrilla-surprise-pudding-party. Who were the oldest and youngest guest? My Dad and Alice, his great-grandchild.
Fact #5: The blonde pillow thief didn’t show up. I wasn’t disappointed because these beautiful and lovely women accepted my invitation.
