I was kinda mystified when Tyler wished me a happy birthday in a comment that he left on my Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt post ... Birthday? Me?!?
But then I visited my geezer-buddy, Rocky the Gutter Cat, at his bloggie an' saw this!
Wait a goll-darn minute! I had a birthday an' Mom didn't say or do anything special? Is it December already? I missed Christmas AND Sandy Claws? It cannot be!
Well, it turns out that it isn't my birthday at all. Mom says that my birthday is December 31, 1993 an' that I'll be fourteen in four months.
Rocky (an' Tyler) ... Thanks for the "happy birthday" wishes! You're just four months early. Party at my house on New Year's Eve. Don't tell the Feline Americans, okay?