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Today is a special day around our home as we are celebrating our cat Emily’s 19th birthday. Jean and I have known each other for 16 years and have been married 15 years and Miss Emily has been with us the whole time, plus for 3 years when I wasn’t in the picture.

Emily is the oldest pet I’ve ever had and is still pretty healthy for her age. Earlier this year she had some intestinal problems and lost a bunch of weight and we thought it was getting time to put her down, but I think her 8th life sprang into being and she’s back to her normal mode of running the household. Cats are amazing creatures and I think there must be something to the 9 lives thing because throughout the years there have been several time when we thought her time was done and she bounced right back and assumed her role as queen.

Here are some interesting things about Emily:

She loves lettuce, baked potatoes, carrots and spinach and doesn’t understand the word carnivore.

She sleeps where she darn well pleases, most of the time up on top of our throw pillows on the bed. She likes this spot because it resembles a throne.

She likes to eat bath soap and used to lick the bar of soap in the bathtub until we remodeled the guest bath and converted it into a shower.

She demands to drink from the sink when we are in the bathroom and usually jumps into the tub to lick up the water after we get through showering in the master bath.

Emily is a world class expert in the art of vomiting and has produced an extensive body of work. She can vomit for any reason or for no reason at all.

Emily will be spending her birthday resting comfortably some place she’s not supposed to be, begging for lettuce when we make salads for dinner, eating some disgusting food and licking her private parts. She won’t be taking any calls today.