Last week was my birthday and I turned 1! I got extra food and hugs and everything. It was cool. I've mostly been spending time in my mommy's room sleeping on the bed under the blankets because it is cold now. Outside, there is white stuff on the ground...I remember this  from a while ago but forgot what it means. The Fat One says she wants to play in it. I think she is crazy.

Right now I am hungry and I know I ate this morning with everyone else but I can't help it. I keep meowing at my mommy so she will fill the dish but she hasn't done it yet. Also, last week there was a stranger in her room. I had never met him before. At first, I was scared but he turned out to be nice so I cuddled up to both of them.

Life is pretty good right now, I'd say.