This year, I got Dall-E3 to bake my cake! He did a terrific job (except there were 10 candles on the cake and he could NOT figure out how to change the number (he could add more though!).
It has been a long time since I was born on the streets of Tehran! Then a year (and a few days later) I Moved to Canada! To celebrate this day, I am reposting my first post (from my old blog that got hijacked).
Today, I am eating tuna steak and drinking Nip Tinis on the Deck!
I’ve arrived…and to prove it, I’m here!
The last few days have been stressful. I went from a cat who lived in a tiny barren room 3 days ago, to flying 6,675 miles from Iran to Vancouver!
The flight was longer. We had to change planes in Frankfurt Germany. I was brought over by a very nice man and I was in a cat carrier and under the seat. I was a good cat. I was quiet and well behaved.
When we got to Vancouver, we had to wait. The customs people had to look at me and it was a long walk to where my new Mommy was to get me! I was afraid! Everything is so very loud! And she had to leave me in my carrier as it was a long walk to her car! Then it was a half hour before we got to my new home.
When I got there, I was greeted by a big dog nose smelling my carrier!!!
I hissed! I have not met any dogs! This enormous beast scared Me!!! My new Mommy realized that I was hungry, exhausted and thirsty. She took me right upstairs to the bedroom, closed the door to keep the other animals out.
Mommy left me alone with a water fountain, lots of yummy food and a nice clean litter box and she went back to work.
When she got home, she opened the door and that horrible dog bounded in! Mommy grabbed it as it lunged towards me with its teeth barred! I did what all cats do! I launched myself towards the threat!
I sank my teeth in deep to give the killing blow, but then I realized that it was my new Mommy’s hand! I retreated to the window sill!
I was crest fallen! I had hurt my new Mommy! She was not angry though. She shooed the fearsome beast out of the room and ran lots of cold water on her hand. While we were distracted by the fearsome beast…the 2 cats who had been poking their paws under the door came in to greet me!
They were NOT afraid of the fearsome beast! They were not afraid of me…but I am afraid of them! I did not hiss, but I made low growls. Mommy knew I was scared and she shooed them out of the room too. She talked to me quietly and she apologized about all the noise and excitement. She said she would be extra vigilant at making sure all the greetings happened when I wanted them to and not before!
I am sure we will become friends when I am less scared.
Marvelous!
Is it not funny that now Kozmo and Jo Jo are my bestest furrends! I still hiss at Cinnamon and now there is a new fearsome beast that I must contend with! And I still have all of you in my life! Thank YOU all for being a part of my life!
Purrs Marvelous
