Today is your second birthday, and let me just say: Well Done (*slow clap*). You have turned out to be a spectacular little feline. If sunshine and sprinkles could become manifest in living form, they would combine through some mysterious glitter-magic and blossom their way into the world as you.
Somehow, despite the chaos that is our home, and despite the best efforts of your evil little brother...
...you still manage to brighten every room you enter. I would barely bat an eye if I turned one day to see little sparkly fairies and rosy-cheeked elves circling your ears and laying candied lavender petals in your path.
Even our introduction left me speechless. I received a phone call from Dez, saying that I just had to come see the beautiful litter of kittens that had just been brought in to his work. I went in, prepared to snuggle some little sweeties, to feast on some tiny purrs, and head home. I remember readying myself before entering the room (knowing full well that I am weak-willed in such matters). "Ok, we enter, we execute Plan Nuzzle, and we exit. That's it." I entered with nigh-military precision. Surveying the room, adorableness abounded. I sat on the floor, just as one of your brothers started climbing in my purse. Little mews and kitten sighs surrounded me, snuggling and snorgling, and I tried to steady myself. I felt confident, though. "My home is full. We've already got enough going on, with the other cats and all the rabbits. I can give these kitties some love, and still walk away."
Then, you made your appearance.
You were neither shy nor timid. You walked right over to me, scaled my knee to find purchase on my lap, curled up into a tiny ball, buried your head in my sweater, and purred and purred and purred. My jaw dropped. You had claimed me. I was yours.
Your little personality has bloomed over the last two years, and I cherish every moment we've had together. I love that you still do the "Nami Wiggle"...
...where you flop on your back and stretch and wriggle and show me your belly every time we see each other. I love that you still have your little kitten voice, and that you use it often. I'm glad that you love your brothers enough to bathe them and cuddle with them, even if they can be obnoxious little buttheads sometimes (and I say that with love, truly). I love that we still have so many years ahead of us, and that we'll only grow closer in time.
So thank you, Nami, for being a really awesome cat. I love you, little one, and happy birthday!
In Adoration,
Me
P.S. Before I was alerted to the fact that it is Nami's birthday (thanks, Dez), today's letter was going to be directed to one of my other good friends, "Free Haircut". I was also going to examine the distinct possibility of dressing up as Robert Smith from The Cure for Halloween, if the current incarnation of Free Haircut makes it to October (which it probably won't -- not because I don't like it, but rather because Free Haircut and I like to get down a few times a year, y'know? ;) ).
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