Birthdays

Today is my forever adoptive birthday.  I've lived here 1 year.  I turned 4 onJuly 7.  There was a small party.  Everyone got new catnup, fresh chicken, a new toy,, and cat treats.  Hammond was a bit rude, eating first.  Poppey hit Blackie in a fight over the catnip.

Next weekend is Dad'd 81st birthday.  He had a big party last year.  I was still locked in my room.  Mum and Dad will just go out for dinner.  He always want to eat in Knightstown.

He's recovering slowly from the horrible heart attack the end of May.  We knew something was happening.
Mum and Dad argued all night, with her saying you're having a heart attack an he keeping denying it.  Police and an ambulance took them the emergency room.  They did some tests then moved him to a heart hospital.  They were there 4 days. One of her friends and Tory fed us but it was so lonely.  He is okay, but so tired.  He's supposed to be walking a half hour a day, but that totally wipes him out.  Mum is still very worried.

Mum did fine until the day after they came home, then she went on a binge to clean the garage.  They can now put a car in it this winter.  Mum won't be  allowed to do it, since she has no depth perception.  Also, he's afraid she'll run over a cat.  After doing lots of pitching and throwing in the garage, she had a "melt-own", falling apart, angry, didn't eat, but her doctors helped with that.

There's more, but I want to go outside....