Happy Birthday Moxie

Moxie, today you are five years old. You’ve come a long way since the day we acquired you and weren’t sure if you were a rat or what. And then we took you to the only vet in Metro Detroit with power during that crazy power outage. They told us you were pretty much a goner but we paid your hefty vet bill anyway. And then we had to feed you with a tube, give you baths, and get up with you several times a night to make sure you stayed alive. Basically, what we have to do for Bastien, except for the tube part.

Pretty much you’ve been a pain in the butt since the day you were born. But really, you’re pretty cool deep down under all that nappy fur. And we love you for it. Well, except on the days you bring snakes into the house. But you can’t help it, you’re a cat. Anyway, happy birthday. We hope you enjoy your cardboard box.