Mai Soopr Triffik Birftdae Blog!

Musashi Sez:

I am 2 yeerz ol todae. I am verree big fer mai siz. Also, I am fleet of fut, speshlee wen I chaysiz yu. So I invits yu to sing the song wift me. (la, la, la--ahem) GO!

Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!
Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!
Happee Birtdae, Mushashi, Ninja Kitteeeee!
Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!

Veree gud. Now yu kin reed the 1st qwestshunz from mai frend Pamelr, whu is innervyuin me this week.

Pamelr: How are you a different kitty than the itty, bitty one-year old kitty you were a year ago?

Musashi: Wull, I’m biggrer an fluffyer, fer a start, an mor smarteepantz from nappin on Mom’z books. Sins I’m biggrer, I dozn’t defy grabitee so eezee aneemor, so I has hads to lern whut Mom call “tecneek.” But tecneek not the saym as tecnolojee: I dozn’t need battereez, egsept in mai layzr poyntr, wen the pertee red ligt gets small an hard to see.

Mai altr-eego, Octavian, is a werld travlr, so I lerns stuff lik jeogrufee an politiks from him, second-paw.

Also, I has lernd to nap on the bak of Mom’s big ol armchair wen she’z reedin ther. That tayks praktis, cuz of the “balance” problim.

Pamelr: What’s the most important thing you have learned in life so far?

Musashi: Mom alwaez com hom eventchoolee, eevn wen she goz to far-off playsiz lik Pittsberg or Connetikit. An wen she’z gon, she alwaez mayk shur mai frenz com an feed an plae wift me, cuz of that annoyin thum-an-can-opnr problim, an also suddin attaks of the lonleez.

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Musashi adds:

That's it fer now, but if Pamelr hav "follo-me" qwestshunz, or if anee of yu in Blog Land gotz qwestshunz, I ansr them fer yu.

PS: Remynd me to tell yu bout the toy I gotsd fer mai birftdae! (The one wher I turnd 2!)

A Blog Abot Persepshun

Musashi Sez:

So theez daes Mom is all about “reflekshun” an lik that. Parently, this com from her goin to skool fer thee-olo-jee, which is Lattin or Greek fer thingkin Ceilin Cat thogts. She com hom an do that Winnie the Pooh “thingk, thingk, thingk” thin. Huh. Lik I can’t do that too. I doz it mos resentlee in mai old acqwa catbed. This not the grey one on the windosill. It’s the one on the ottrman. It has a diffrint aurer, which is lik enerjee.

I ben thingkin abot how diffrint peeples seez us diffrintlee, dependin on their point of vue. Fer egsampl, I shoz yu piktchrz that ar lik how the folks I liv wift see me.

Ferst, we shows yu how mai mom see me. Wull, she’s a mom, an I can’t do nothing abot that. Second, we showz how mai noo fren Carlos see me. He nevr see me comin, so he thingk I is evrwher at once. (Which I am, of cors, bein one of them Shroedr kitteez, lik in fhyziks.) Then, we hav how Karlee see me, speshlee sins she brogt her pet hampstr Gyro bak wift her. I is alwaez wantin to luk at Gyro, but that not meen I be tryin to eets her. I prefers toona, paws down!

Yu kin se how diffrint they are. Whut this meen is nobuddee sees yu compleet lik.

Now heer'z the gud noos (if yu’r me, which yu aren’t, unforchoonitlee fer yu). Yu will gets to find out how I sees me wen my fren Pamelr (whu I told yu halpt me find teenayj myootint ninja turtul piktchurz) innervyooz me.

Oh boy! Ther ar so mutch fun in stor fer yu!!!