Birthday Blues

Now today is Max and Sebastian's birthday. I think they are about 12 years old in cat years which means they must be 84 in your years - I'm a brilliant mathematician (actually I heard the two legs say it so I thought it would sound good coming from me!)

Anyway the two legs went out yesterday and bought a new bed for Sebastian and Max. It was a lovely big bed with all fur lining and they brought it back in and picked up my bed and put it by the window and put this new one down for Sebastian to try. Max was asleep upstairs at the time.

"Oi I don't want my bed over there by the draughty window besides I can't see who comes in the television box from there." I protested in vain.

Sebastian sniffed the bed non-committally and walked away. The two legs coaxed him back telling him it was his present. He sniffed again, got in the bed and snuggled down. He looked really comfortable.

"Why can't he go by the window and I can have the other bed where it was?". No-one answered me.

Sebastian curled up and very soon was snoring contentedly. I was cross.

Then I had an idea. I jumped up on the television table and reached up to the top of the box and had my front paws over the top with just my head showing.

"Seb, Seb. Quick wake up!" I called to him.

A bleary eye opened and looked up at me questioningly.

"Get up quick, Seb,. The television box is about to fall over right on top of you. I'm holding it for as long as I can."

Sebastian - never one for great bursts of speed - slid out of his bed and wandered over toward the kitchen.

"See if there are any biscuits there. I haven't the strength to hold on much longer" I urged.

I watched his bum disappear round the corner to the kitchen.

Quick as a flash I jumped over the television box and into the still warm bed. That fleecy lining was so warm and snug. I settled down at once.

Sebastian returned and looked at me.

"Everything OK?" he enquired.

"Yes, I think I have stabilised it now. I'll stay here for a while to make sure it's safe before you get back in."

"Oh thanks Casper. But where shall I go?"

"You can have my bed by the window. Nice view of the garden there and no disruption from the noise on the television box"

"Oh thanks - you are a pal. If you need me just shout" and off he waddled to the bed by the draughty window!

When the two legs came back they looked and just shrugged.

"I suppose Sebastian is old and doesn't like change. Casper will try anything though. Glad they have sorted it out!" she mused.

Happy birthday Max and Sebastian, your bed is well comfortable!