When our mom told us we’d been invited to Katya’s house for Caturday we were confused. What’s this Caturday? And what’s so cool about cats that they have their own day? When’s our day? Well! We don’t mind about being rude. We’re BIRDS.
I grew on a peach tree. Mom says that isn’t possible, but the first thing I remember is being up in a tree as a tiny kitten, looking out over the grass and flowers and suddenly seeing Mom come around the corner of the shed.