Congratulations, our darling cat Börjesson! Today we celebrate your third birthday as
We've had good times, we've had bad times.
There has been scratching (and puking) on rugs, on walls, on internet cables and Lord knows whatnot.
There have been bathing (you didn't like it), spray-bottlings, trips to the vet (that's why you can't have kids, BTW) and days without tuna and shedding that could've made hundreds of Donald Trump-toupées.
But there has also been endless cuddle sessions, hilarious play, snoozing on every available piece of furniture, birds on the balcony and days with all the tuna you could eat.
We love you in spite of all your faults, and you mostly accept us in spite of ours.
We're happy to have the privilege of living in your apartment, and here's to many more birthdays to come!