Happy Easter everyfurry. My Gotcha Day was a bit of a letdown. My g'ma didn't have any celebrations for her b/day on Good Friday, because well it's Good Friday. So they had it at my uncle's house on Saturday, my Gotcha Day. Imagine no humans to boss around on Gotcha Day? But we were well compensated with extra treats and yummy canned food. We got lots of belly rubs and scritches and kisses.
I'm happy to be here in my furever home for 3 years now. Since no one knows but me (and I ain't tellin') how old I really am except that the people at the shelter estimated my age to be approximately 2 years old when I was gotha'd, I'm approximately 5 years old now. Heavens! I'm practically an old lady.
But I don't care. All I know is I am loved by both my humans, and all their human relatives. In fact, you see I walk all over my catpapa :).