Candy held the birthday party not only for Lucinda, but for her smaller kittens, who had been born around the same time, a year later. She invited all the kittens in the dance troupe and those whom her kittens had befriended in the swimming classes. The Yacht Club chefs had prepared many special kitten treats, and Sasha’s splendid cake was featured on the main table in the banquet room. Mitzi could tell he was pleased, although he pretended it was all in his line of duty.
After a few speeches, the party moved from the banquet room to an informal gathering on deck, where the kittens played games and ate more refreshments.
Here we all are on deck. That isn’t Sasha’s cake, which remained in the banquet room. Although Lucinda is only one year old, cats like to have more candles because it makes a better show.
Lucinda had hired a photographer for this special event, and we were all together in one of the photos on the side deck. Mitz, then Saphira, Sasha and the young Sirin at the lower right corner of the photo. Candy’s partner, Chucky, is leaning over the side rail with a sailor’s cap on, and Candy and little Lucinda are posed at the table with some of Candy’s other kittens in front. Little Amber Leaf is the kitten in the centre. I have asked for a copy to send to Otto in case he is worried about us.
This is a far more privileged life than we are used to. But Mitzi and I will be back to our shipboard duties tomorrow.
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