The birthday babies...

When I opened my Bible and wrote the date in my journal this morning, I realised that it is February 22nd - exactly three years since my midnight vigil when Tamba gave birth (on my bed, no less) to four little black balls of fur. No, I never expected that two of them would still be with me some years later, but today is Tobi and Teddi's 3rd birthday. No sooner had I finished writing the date, than the birthday boy himself jumped onto my desk and spread himself across my journal, as if to say, "Hey, it's my birthday. Stop writing and give me some attention!"