Happy birthday to my best friend and little brother Dante, who turned 14 years old today. Dante and I have lived in six states and on two continents. We experience the same moods and phases and have the same habits. As I have said many times over the years: Dante and I are one entity experiencing two subjective realities simultaneously. It is uncanny how aligned we are . . . it’s gotta be ESP, or some such thing. I remember one time someone asked me if Dante was a weird cat because I raised him, or if Dante is just naturally weird. Well I’m here to tell you that it’s probably both. OK?

ANYWAY~

Everyone who knows me knows who Dante is. And even people I’ve never met before know of him. Dante has more friends than any cat I’ve ever known. Here are a bunch of pictures of Dante and his many friends:

Dante is asleep now in his cat tree in the living room. I will kiss him on the head and then crawl into bed and go to sleep too. Happy birthday little angel~