"We're buying these party hats for people...not a cat," I said overly loudly to my wife as we walked through the dollar store, giggling helplessly. "No one would buy party hats for a cat. Who would do such a thing?"
Yesterday was Higgy the cat's 16th birthday, and since he's been diagnosed with lymphatic cancer, it's in all likelihood his last birthday, so we decided to make a really big deal of it to celebrate the life of our weird, furry, treasured friend.
I can't say that Higgy did not hate his race-car themed party hat, but he did enjoy tuna, cake, and ice cream. Not all at once...of course. That's just gross.
Higgy's favorite part of the party was probably that the kittens were not invited.
Yesterday was Higgy the cat's 16th birthday, and since he's been diagnosed with lymphatic cancer, it's in all likelihood his last birthday, so we decided to make a really big deal of it to celebrate the life of our weird, furry, treasured friend.
I can't say that Higgy did not hate his race-car themed party hat, but he did enjoy tuna, cake, and ice cream. Not all at once...of course. That's just gross.
Higgy's favorite part of the party was probably that the kittens were not invited.
