Mr. N and I decided to take over the entire cat tree after our birthday celebration. Of course, you all know fully well the condo is MINE–I staked my legal claim many years ago. The cats granted Mr. N a temporary resident permit to the penthouse with the stipulation that we suffer the indignity of wearing party hats.
Those cats don’t know it yet, but their day is coming……
We did our posing duties without complaint–even with a fresh bag of treats right at my paw-tips. 
I intently stared at that treat bag, hoping it would magically open. All the while, Mr. N sat patiently waiting…
Is it time?
and then, the unthinkable happened. 
I think some call it a ‘wardrobe malfunction’.
It was worth it in the end–those treats were mighty tasty!
News Flash: The birthday celebration is not going to end (at least for me). The Popstar told me we were going to have another party at her house next week! So, you’d better check back.
