Today is Ripley's birthday. Being the AWESOME kitty mama that I am, I totally forgot and Catster had to remind me. I did remember twice before it was her birthday…

…but now it's her birthday and Dawg has to work until Saturday morning between his regular work shifts and his special out of the country event shifts.

I just conferred with Dawg and we'll be celebrating her birthday on Sunday, our next opportunity to be together as a family in a wakeful state.

Ripley gets tons of love every day, but I still feel bad for forgetting the arbitrary date I chose to symbolize the date of her birth which I'm not certain of because I got her as a stray from the humane society. Anyway, here are a few photos of Rips the very first day I took her home with me. She was 5 months old and 5 lbs, 5 oz. :} (She's now exactly double that size.)

Happy birthday, Baby Girl. D and I :pinkpuffyheart: you to little tiny pieces.

D and Rips Mama and Rips