Yesterday was me mum's birthday so I took it upon meself to be good, seeing as I was her first birthday present. I found meself being called "Birthday Present Number 1" instead of George, Georgie, or Ee-ee all day yesterday. (Ee-ee is me mum's pet name for me in regards to me rather pitiful meow- or at least she and me dad think so.)
I did my duty in the form of sittin on her lap multiple times through out the day. I helped her wash her face and her hands. I let dad alone while he caught up on sleep. I did not rattle the blinds incessantly and I kept quiet all last night so's they could both sleep.
Me only small bit of mischief was finishin dad's bowl of cottage cheese he left on the table and only slightly pawing at the blinds so's one of them would open em so's I could see outside(dad closed them before they left the house for dinner). Oh, and I might have escaped out the door for a brief moment went they got back.. but dad sneak attacked me and grabbed me up before I's could run off. Other than that, I thought meself to be on me best behavior.
See what a good birthday present I was??
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