9/23: Suit Yourself

Salud,

Since my entry into this world 7 years ago, I have been an explorer. Upon reflection, I realized it had been too long since I congratulated myself for being ze supreme feline that I am.

Yes, I remember now... It all began when I started scaling ze tallest of indoor towers. Like King Kong, I conquered!

I was soon released upon ze outdoor world to hone my finesse even further. Tongue out in concentration, I set upon my new task of outdoor exploration.

Laying atop ze conditioning unit my humans depended upon, I recall my diligent concentration and profound planning. And, outstanding cleaning, of course.

And, now? All living beings in and around Crawford Territory bow to my prowess.

As such, I had a suitor bring me good tidings on my Birthday. A fellow Frenchman by ze name of Pepé Le Pew.

On most days, he admires me from afar from underneath one of my sailboats.

But, knowing today's importance, he was courageous enough to approach my patio.

Beans tried being extra quiet to eavesdrop on Pepé's courtship; only minimal squeaks from The Silly One.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!

He exclaimed.

How discourteous to not even call me by my own name! For that, I didn’t give him the satisfaction to sniff me. I did, however, thank him for complimenting my beautiful coat of dark hair.

Harnessing over half a decade's worth of scaling, I climbed above Pepé Le Pew’s reach and informed him to go suit himself. He will be back, I'm sure.

Upon his disappointed departure, I went inside to play on my sturdy scratching tower. For I am Lé Toots and I am 7 years old.

Au revoir,

Lé Toots