Happy Birthday Millie

Well, there’s only one of us in the family that just had to have an April Fools Birth date and yes, you guessed it, it’s Millie.

I just wanted to say Happy Birthday to my not so little sisfur Millie who turned 4 on April Fools Day. I know that when you arrived, Millie I wasn’t the most welcoming but I was just scared of someone new coming into my home. I took a long time to understand that you were here to be my furriend, my sisfur and a part of my furramily. I was confused by your loudness, I hadn’t encountered someone quite so vocal before. As a blindie everything I do is normally measured and calculated and here you are running around like a mentalist and that takes some getting used to. My street cat senses say that things that rush around are something to be wary of, something to be afraid of as they come up around you and might hurt you. It took me a long time to realise that you weren’t anything to be scared of, you are just full of life and don’t let your one back leg hold you back or slow you down. It just takes me a little while to get used to new things sometimes.

You never let my initial rudeness flatten your spirits and you just kept being you until I finally realised that you’re just a big, happy floofykins who loves nothing better than playing with your favourite nobbly balls and snuggling down for a cuddle. Sometimes with mummy or daddy and sometime with me or Angelin.

I agree with mummy and daddy when they say you’re the glue in our little family, the lynchpin without whom we just wouldn’t gel like we do now. You’re so mumsy, always making sure Angelin and I have washed behind our ears, watched those hard to reach places and aren’t afraid to check Anegelin has cleaned her bottom properly by sticking your nose right up there to have a good sniff.

You’re always there watching over us, keeping an eye on us, making sure we’re all ok and you’re always the one who keeps us all company when we just want to chill out or do a bit of bird watching from the balcony. You’re always there for us, especially if we need cheering up, you’ve always got the knack or a trick up your fur to make us laugh and feel better.

You’ve had a tough year with your paw and sore head and whilst you were poorly the house just seemed a bit too quiet, it had lost some of it’s excitement, electricity and the usual crazy pace we’re used to. I’m so glad we’re back to ‘normal’ now

I hope you had a great day and I’m so glad that you’re part of our perfectly imperfect furramily, I wouldn’t have it any other way you crazy ginger girl.