Mayday today, and I'm sure this is a day of celebration all over the world, for various reasons. In this house, it's
the day Orpheus lived, back in 2004.
Who could have known that flea-ridden, half-dead kitten would have grown to such a gorgeous cat? He's now three, going on four, and the loudest (sigh) cat in this family. He's napping belly up as I type this, and expects all sorts of presents for his birthday. *wink*
Meanwhile, the kitten is much better and currently napping on my lap, after eating his food and everyone's leftovers. I haven't taken his temperature yet, but he feels cooler and is generally more alert today.
Happy Mayday to you all.