My cat is a hunter

Today is my birthday, and I thank God for letting me reach this age; and although I could tell you how I’m spending the day, I’d rather tell you about my feline son, my dear Hermosú, whom I haven’t updated you on in a while.

This month marks six months with our family, and he must be about seven months old; he’s grown a lot—he’s big and strong, runs at top speed, and has many friends who come to visit him in the afternoons. At night, they have their moonlit parties in the backyard; I’ve already seen him escape the occasional scuffle, always taking refuge inside the house.