Black Panfur Gotcha Day

Hallo, Effurrybody!

It is Me again, Trixie the Black Panfur!

Today is a furry special day for Me, because two years ago today, on November 12th, 2012, Mummy and I found each other.

I entered Mummy's Life at a furry sad time, when She was mourning the departure of the beautiful Possum to the Rainbow Bridge (see last blog) and She wasn't sure She was quite ready to let a new kitty into Her Life, but She told the v-e-t She would take a look at Me and see how We get on, so my Foster Mummy brought me round and the rest, as they say, is History - or rather,  it is My Story (mol).

Look how tiny I was when I furrst arrived:

Still, I was bigger than either Caspurr or Shimshi when they furrst invaded intruded entered Mummy's and My lives. I was already three months old.

Now Caspurr is much fatter bigger than Me and Shimshi is almost as big as Me. 

Speaking of Shimshi, I have decided to take a more active paw in his Education, because if I leave it all to Caspurr, there is no telling how the Baby Mancat will turn out. For starters, I have been giving him some tips on how to catnap elegantly, as befits a creature who is, unquestionably, the Highest Pinnacle of Creation - namely, a Feline.

Thus:

                            

A propos Catnapping, Shimshi and Caspurr have enrolled in an elective course I am giving at the Feline University of Jerusalem, where I have recently been made a Purrfessor: Synchronised Sleeping Techniques (SST). This is a relatively new field of study about which I shall be writing at greater length in a future post (possibly as early as next week).

I have no time to write more at present, as I must go and have another catnap so as to be completely rested for my Gotcha Day Pawty at 8pm this evening, Israel Time. I hope to see all of you there, despite the short notice. If the pleasure of seeing Me is not a sufficient attraction, I can tell you that here in Israel, we are experiencing unseasonably warm weather, temperatures in the low to mid-20s Celsius and lots of sunshine. Even the nights aren't all that cold - certainly not in comparison with what I've been reading about where a lot of you are living. They say that will all change at the weekend, so you'd all better teleport over to my pawty tonight and enjoy it while you can (mol). Mummy will be safely Out Of The Way, as She has a rehearsal with her Caterwauling Club this evening, so we can get up to lots of Evil Mischief, like we did last time She went out caterwauling:

Till tonight then, Dear Anipals!

Trixie, Queen of the Black Panfurs, Alpha Cat Extraordinaire