666 -- the birthday of the beast

I suppose I should be a good big sister and wish a happy first birthday to my little demon sister Kadi.

No one really knows exactly when she was born, but we knew it had to be in early June 2003. So Mommy picked June 6 at 6 p.m. -- all sixes!

I celebrated by taking a whopping shit and not covering it up. Kadi celebrated by eating my breakfast instead of hers. Mommy celebrated by cleaning out the litterbox and treating the shit stains we left on the carpet.

Oh, speaking of shit stains, Mommy held my ass down last night and cut the shit out of my ass fur. God damn, the humanity! She always tells me I stink, so finally, she trimmed all the fur around my asshole and down the back of my legs, where my shit traditionally gets entangled. Bitch! She also took some baby wipes and cleaned my newly shorn ass for good measure. Oh, the agony of it all. I still wipe my butt on the carpet, though -- old habits will die hard!