Happy Birthday One and All
Sam, my adorable feline, or I should say one of them,
had his ninth birthday on April 6th. (A picture of Sam
can be seen on my web site). I wanted to somehow give
him a party and Terry had a great idea. She suggested
I have tuna fish for lunch. After she made my sandwich,
she took the extra tuna fish without mayonnaise and gave
some to Sam as well as to Sally.
explained to me that when you go to a child’s birthday
party and there are other small children there, you have
to give them each a present. The same goes for animals.
They just don’t understand why they are being left
I was having my tuna fish sandwich, Sam and Sally were
quietly munching on their own tuna. I can’t believe
that some people don’t know the birthdays of their
pets. Moxie, my adorable Dalmatian, was born on September
7, 1996. And Sally, our youngest member of the family,
was born on May 7th, 2002. So she just had a birthday
too. I didn’t throw her a party, but as an afterthought
I think I might.
just asked me what Moxie got at the birthday party. She
got the leftover tuna juice in the same way she often
gets to lick off our scraps after a meal. This is pretty
much routine for her, but not for the cats, so we had
to do something special for them.
had a birthday April 12th. If you can believe it (I can’t)
I turned 45. Does that mean I have to start acting like
an adult? Boy, I hope not!
also had a birthday the same day. She turned 43, so you
could say I’m the older “sister” of
the two of us. We actually have been mistaken for sisters
before. We both think this is hilarious.
amazing the conclusions people jump to. Somebody stopped
by our house the other day to ask directions and wondered
if our house was a restaurant. This is the second time
the subject has come up from a complete stranger, so there
must be something about our glass fronted beach location
that brings that to mind. But no, it’s just a lake
house with a good view.
on the beach the other day, or should I say the deck on
our beach, since the sand was too wet to drive onto with
my chair. It looked like a mini tsunami had hit with all
the branches and driftwood washed up on the beach from
the spring rains and winter thaw. I couldn’t even
have Terry rake the beach, because it was too wet. But
it’s a sign of spring, as are the birthdays of Sam,
myself and Sally. Here’s wishing you all many happy
birthdays to come from our beach house (not a restaurant!)
Kathryn Spira, a native of Cleveland who pursued an acting
career in NYC and Los Angeles, now pursues free lance
writing from Caroga Lake in Fulton County. Previous columns
may be accessed at her web site www.kathrynskorner.com