January quickly slips away and with it all the New Year celebrations and the passing of yet another birthday for your Favorite Catgirl.
Usually it’s somewhat of a disappointment being born soooooo darn close to not just one… but two major Holidays. Throughout my entire life, I’ve always felt as if I’m sometimes overlooked in the hectic rush of things as both Christmas and New Years demand the attentions of those I love. Although they’ve never completely forgotten about lil’ ol’ me and my “special day”… I do sometimes feel like I come in a close second to all that cheer and celebration.
At least that’s the way it’s been up until Carolyn came along…. She’s always made an effort to do something nice to commemorate my birthday…. even back when we were just best friends…. Usually I’d get a special call, just to wish me well and always there would be a present either delivered in person or sent with special care to arrive just in time for my birthday. Without fail. Ever since she’s become so much more than a friend, that tradition has continued and only grown into an even more affectionate expression of her real feelings for me that truly touches my heart. This year was no exception…..
So how did my sweetie show me how much she cherishes and loves me so utterly this year? Only one way to find out, o’ Gentle Visitors….
New Years…. Not exactly the big celebration I would have wanted this time out. Unfortunately my work schedule had me in early at the Restaurant the very next day, so there were no late night parties or watching the ball drop at midnight. Nope, it was early to bed… with only a little cuddling and sweet New Years kisses before it was sleepy time for me…. but my birthday was sooo much better.
I always try to have that day for myself…. No matter what job I’ve had over the years, no matter how busy things might be, I’ve always stuck to the notion that a person’s “special day” was just that. Something to spend just as you wanted… whether that was lazing around doing nothing at all or going all crazy with some personal extravagance…. and nobody has the right to say otherwise. So there… I wanted to spend that whole day with Carolyn, doing luncheon at our favorite lil’ bistro…. among a few “other” things…. but she’d used up all her personal time over the Holidays and couldn’t get the day off from work…. or so she said. Which left me going off for the afternoon with Samantha in tow to get my birthday dream meal. Luckily, she did have the day free, not having to go in to the Restaurant till the dinner shift that evening… plenty of time to catch an early lunch with me. Little did I know she was part of Carolyn’s cunning plan to keep me away from the apartment that day…. those sneaky goofs!!
Once at the Bistro, I was able to stuff myself with wine, spicy garlic chicken, linguine, and enough toasty garlic bread to keep me satisfied until my next birthday rolls around. Top that off with a big ol’ piece of chocolaty truffle cake and I was ready to go home and luxuriate in a warm bubble bath till my sweetie go home from work when I was fairly certain I might convince her to show this birthday girl some proper attention!!
After swinging by the store for a few things, Sam dropped me back by the apartment before heading off to get ready for work herself with plenty of warm B-day wishes and a promise to stop by later if she got done early. The apartment was dark as I arrived, but once I got the door unlocked and went inside I knew something was up. Sitting in the middle of the room was a ridiculously big box all wrapped up with ribbon and bow, and placed directly on the coffee table where I couldn’t fail to see it immediately on entering. Even before I could take a step in it’s direction I heard a soft movement behind me and felt a very familiar set of arms slide around my waist as Carolyn melted against my back and whispered “Happy Birthday, Miyu…. Sam certainly managed to keep you a lot longer than I figured. I was beginning to think you’d never get here….”
Then, perplexingly she said,” You’d better hurry up and open your present, I don’t think it wants to wait much longer…” We moved over towards the table, while I wondered what the heck she was up to and then my present…. moved!! I darn near jumped out of my skin, and if Carolyn hadn’t been holding me so close, I probably would have run for the door, but as it was I gave out the most embarrassing screech before Carolyn started laughing. “Open it, silly! I don’t think it’s gonna stay in the box anymore. Hurry up!!”
Giving her “the look”, I stepped over and popped off the lid and promptly got ambushed by the rapid escape of a fairly annoyed lil’ kiiten that had been trapped inside. “Surprise!! Happy Birthday Miyu!!”
To keep a long story short… it seems Carolyn had decided that I’d been moping about missing Goober for long enough. She knows me pretty well, and told me I was just punishing myself for my subconscious crazy idea that his escape and accidental death were somehow all my fault. Furthermore… she said I’d resist getting another cat out of the dumb notion that it would be a “betrayal” of my feelings for him. “You have too big a heart to live without a cat in your life, dear… and you’d never get another one for yourself so it was up to me to find another special lil’ friend for us. Even Goober would want that for you….. He wouldn’t mind you giving some of that love you had for him to someone new.” She’d gotten lucky at work…. it seems one of the receptionists in her department had a Burmese cat that had just had a litter around Halloween and she’d heard about Goober’s passing. Carolyn figured it was fate that the very last little scrawny unwanted female was hers for the asking if she wanted. Even more special…. and probably the most thoughtful, Carolyn even picked up a little cat bed, a food bowl… and … gasp… even a brand spankin’ new, ….. never pooped in….. litterbox!! She’d thought of everything….
“But…..” she said, “If you don’t want her, I can probably take her back…..” Yeah, right… One look in her tiny little blue eyes and I was hooked, as if there was ever any chance I would be able to resist. Instead I ended coaxing the little thing over to get a good look at her while trying hard not to cry like a complete idiot. Once she figured out I wasn’t going to try to cram her back in that box, we got along fine and the rest of the evening was spent playing with her and hearing all about how Sam and Carolyn had planned all this out. Seems Carolyn had indeed gone to work that day, but only to pick up the kitten and then to sneak back home till Sam brought me back. She’d been sitting by the curtains waiting to see Sam’s car in the parking lot before slipping her into the box and hiding away in the kitchen to surprise me.
Goodness…. just when I think she can’t want any more happiness for me, she reminds me why I love her so much. Always my best friend, first and foremost…. and always so in tune with what I need to make me whole and happy.
So now there will be cat toys in the couch again, and bits of unexplained fuzz on our pillows, and someone new to curl up with us on movie night and her name…. easy enough to come up with, thanks to the lil’ collar and bell she wears (No sneaking out the door past either of us again for her)… is “Ting-Ting”.
So…. till next time, your Favorite Catgirl wishes you all the best in 2011 and “Meow, meow, for now!!”