Happy Birthday two Legs

Well what a day it was yesterday. Old two legs had one of his birthdays and it seemed all hell was let loose.

First off there was all this furniture being moved about and cups and saucers and plates being loaded onto the table. I tried to help but only managed to knock all the serviettes on the floor and then I sent the plastic plates down to join them. apparently that was not a good plan and I was told to leave the premises.

Next he's out in the garden working up a nice sweat erecting this tent thing. I said to Max I reckoned the female two legs had sent him into the garden to sleep but once it was erected he put tables and chairs in there - not bed. I had to admit I got that one wrong.

Then the doorbell started ring and other two legs came in bearing presents and cards and things. I offered to help him open them and share some of the chocolates I smelled but he banished me again. I was beginning to feel neglected I don't mind telling you.

Then I think he opened that television bix thing and loads of two legs appeared, laughing dancing, singing and playing games. Then I heard me personal shopper say food was served. I ran into the kitchen and there was nothing for me. The dining table was groaning with two leg food but nothing for me. I moaned to Sebastian but he told me to watch him as he circled the guests and collected a number of pieces of food.  I am not as forward as Sebastian when it comes to hustling so I went off into the car and laid on the back seat and had a few chats with some little two legs who came to see me. One said I had doubled in size from last year. I thought please not another diet craze but I think I got away with it.

Nice to see my two legs putting everything back to normal so Max and me and Seb can have a jolly good rest today. I don't think the two legs should have birthdays as often as they do - it disrupts us felines you know