Now, when it comes to cats, we don't celebrate Mother's Day--at least, not in the biological sense, that is. We know we had mothers, but we don't keep in touch after we're off on our own, although I would love to have known who she was.
Boy, do I have a mother now, though! Actually, make that a mother and two Fathers. Quite a crowd when it comes to celebrating, too. I try to give Mary Lou gifts every day of the year and, yes, the priests do give her something from me, all fancy-like. It's our form of group hugging.
If you have a mother to remember tomorrow, that's great. If not, think of those who have been like a mother to you and give them a big old smackeroonie or a heartfelt meow with a card.
I want to wish everyone a happy Mother's Day with one of my special occasion limericks:
There's no mother quite like Mary Lou
My care becomes quite a to-do
She spoils me quite rotten
I'm sure she's besotten
No cat rules a kingdom so true!
Just don't let the priests see this 'cause I'll never live it down. Mary Lou will think it's cute.