Facts About July 21, 2016

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.

May 1


Warmer days ahead. May 1 is the 122nd day of the year (in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. This post is not about the date May 1 or the International Workers’ Day. It’s about Mr. Bowie holding on to the sunshine. Finally, temperatures in this part of the wold will be a warmer later in the week. It’s time to buy vanilla ice cream for Mr. Bowie and coffee ice cream for the human. Yeah!

Medical Check Up 2015


Doctor doctor, gimme the news. Today, I took Mr. Bowie for an annual medical check-up to Renate, another experienced and brilliant vet working at Venhei, a Veterinary Hospital. Just like Frédéric last year, she performed some medical tests for Mr. Bowie’s comprehensive medical check-up concerning his ear problem. Renate ensured me that Mr. Bowie’s health is on track.

Right now, it’s important for Mr. Bowie to take time to relax when he’s recovering from the stress after this traumatic event. Vanilla ice cream, Mr. Bowie?

Mind Movement


Superpower. Telekinesis is an alleged psychic ability allowing a cat to manipulate and control objects with the mind, often in ways not visible to the naked eye. It may evolve to the point that a cat can control anything at a subatomic level. Telekinesis has been ambushed with skepticism and mockery for years. I’m old enough to know better.

Mr. Bowie just opened the door of the cat carrier with his mind. Right now he’s concentrating on the freezer door. I guess Mr. Bowie wants my vanilla ice cream…

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