Kitties! My mommy is elebenty squillion years old toDAY! She is.
I gave her one of her favorite presents that I don't do every day. That is I can running from the kitchen and did it with my back arced up into Halloween mode and ran/hopped all the way across the living room to her delight. My face was turned toward her, so I know. It just makes her so happies to see me look at her, straight at her when I show her what I'm made of. I entertain her as well as love her. Last night as a prelude, I had both arms in my wooden puzzle box, and here is why. She had dropped maybe fifteen pieces of kibble in there and I reached in and gathered them in my paw, one by one and put them in my mouth! That totally enchants her. I bat some out too. Not saying I don't. But when I reach in like that for maybe six or seven pieces, she just gets all tickled and delighted.
I love to please her because she pleases me so much. So, picking up my kibble and putting it in my mouth and running past her several times Halloween cat style while looking her right in the eyes...that was my birfday pressie to her.
Here is her birfday flower. An Aster. She took this last week so I can't take the credit for taking the picture.