Meeko, our beloved cat, celebrated her 21st birthday today. She’s doing remarkably well for her age (aided by several expensive prescriptions). She’s not as spry as she once was: no more feats of leaping or deadly hunts. But she still runs up and down the stairs a couple dozen times a day and spends much of her waking hours howling recommendations on how we can improve our service to her. Her favorite present today was the cork from her celebratory bottle of Prosecco–she merrily batted the cork all over until it rocketed under a sofa.
We estimate she’s now on the 14th of her nine lives. Quite the little role model, that one. Happy Birthday Meeko.