My name is Gidget.
I can’t be the Queen, because Miss Kitty is already the queen, so I’m the Princess, but that’s all right.
Today is my birthday, and I’m five years old.
Mom says I’m only an indoor cat because I got off to such a rough start outside that she and Dad felt sorry for me and brought me indoors to save my life. As I think is only right, for heaven’s sake!
I could have died out there!
I wouldn’t let Mom take my picture today. I didn’t think she needed to. She takes enough embarrassing pictures of me, usually while I’m sleeping and can’t do anything about it.
But Mom doesn’t seem to mind, and she still lets me help when I wake up again. I wonder if I’ll still like naps this much in another 5 years?