I looked like a space creature!
But, this was only begining of that day. . .

This is my first official studio portrait. The day it was taken was memorable. For the sitting, I had to take a bath in the morning. I thought I could take care of myself and that I was clean enough. But my parents wanted me to be a fluffy, puffy, shining star. I told Mama she could only wash my whiskers. She didn’t listen.
(To be continued in the book, "Happy Birthday, the Cat")