Happy 5th Birthday, Mr. Rupert Giles!
My furry baby is five years old… I can’t quite believe it. Other people have children, I have a fluffy cat and it really does feel like I just brought him home yesterday. I see the kitten in his face and the way he makes mischief, but he is definitely an adult now. When I adopted him I didn’t think he would turn out nearly as handsome as he has — his kitten fur coat was soft like goose down and a mess of gray and black.
I love his fluffy tail, his big clumsy paws with the fur between his toes, and I adore the way he follows me around from sewing studio to kitchen and back again. I love that Mr. Giles has an insane addiction to my bathroom sink. He makes a mess playing in the water, but he’s so darn cute!
Mr. Giles eats Science Diet Hairball Control food, for those of you keeping track and he’s really good about eating HIS food. I don’t spoil him with many treats because it’s not great for his overall health and I don’t want my cat begging for food. With the tenacious streak in Mr. Giles, this would be a horrible combination. However, every year on his birthday he gets an entire can of Fancy Feast… with a candle in it!
Mr. Giles was born on Leap Year Day, five years ago. Last year we were able to celebrate his birthday on his true and actual birthday. This year we are enjoying a two-day celebration between February 28 & March 1. I think this weekend I will churn out some cat toys for Mr. Giles — there is a mountain of scrap fabric staring me in the face and he’s been so sweet lately, he deserves some fresh catnip. I may even try my hand at making treats like Joy the Baker did for her Jules Stevens (See?? I’m not the only cat lady who gives her furry baby a first & last name!).
There is nothing better than falling asleep and waking up to furry cat purring on your feet.
I love you, Kitty Baby!