As of last Friday, the CCB has been with us for one whole year.
It is unreal how fast time flies, kitties. It has been one whole year since my place as the baby of the family was usurped by the CCB.
There was a big party with lots of people on Saturday to celebrate, and mommy was nice enough to lock me up in the blue bedroom so I wasn't upset by all of the strangers. When all of the weirdo beans left, I came out and investigated. There was a lot of food sitting out and boxes to play in, so it wasn't all bad.
The CCB is growing on me. I let her share mommy's lap with me, and I've even let her give me kisses. The CCB is BIG into kissing kitties. We are her absolute favorite furries. Holly is HER kitty - Ivy and I aren't all that into spending a lot of time with the CCB, but Holly gives her love and headbutts and lets the CCB tug her tail and play in her furs and give her lots and lots of kisses.
A CCB who acknowledges the greatness of kitties can't be all bad, right?