Toby has a birthday sometime in June so I’ve assigned him a date of the 3rd–which means I always forget it. We had a belated celebration assembling patio furniture last night, but really, every day is a celebration with this cat.

We celebrate making the bed and the interesting new configuration of sheets:
New patio chairs that appear in the garage are sat on and celebrated:
There are pigeon-watching parties:
And we celebrate being home together:

Because that is the best place to be with the best cat.