Surprise !!!!!
Happy Birthday to our Mom!!

Rocky: I'd say she looks pretty surprised! Normally our human artist wouldn't be surprised to come home and find a houseful of cats ... but she's used to 9 or 15 or so ... not squizillions like we have here tonight! Okay, let's make a wish and blow out the candles ...

Open some cards and gifts ...

... and get down to some serious partying!!! Boogie down, Rene!.....

Hey, everybody, Sadie brought home-grown nip, and help yourselves to Marilyn Monreow's delicious tuna puffs and the Meezers' wonderful hamtinis. The Ballacai are throwing catnip confetti and Pixel ... love those dancing shoes ... may I have the next dance?

And don't forget ... vote in the comments for the cat and bean who are the life of the party so we can send them their prizes!

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7:00 p.m. .....
Rocky: Countdown to the cake -- 1 hour to go! Beans and cats are starting to arrive, and my human artist will be home soon. Our friend Renee is here with her woofie, Rene. Rene is 14 years old and battling congestive heart failure, so we'd better take her out of the room when we all yell "SURPRISE!"

And here I am with our human artist, Jason, who just came in from Indianapolis. Jason is my bud!!

Here's a picture of the MeowWow bed we're sending to the cat who gets the most votes in the comment section for "Life of the Party":If I could vote, I would cast votes for Finnegan and Buddy, major party pussycats. They've been wearing their Irish green derbies and have had shot glasses tied around their necks all afternoon, getting ready to party hard!

And Donny, Marie & Casey, thanks for showing up early to help clean all that chocolate tuna cake off the floor. Marie, you look so cute in a chocolate moustache!!
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3:00 p.m. .....
Rocky: We're almost ready to party! We've had lots of cats & beans drop by already (check comments), but we'll be in full swing in a couple of hours! And we've managed to get through the party preparations with only one cat-astrophe. When Callie and Lucy put the top layer on the 60-layer chocolate tuna birthday cake, Oscar the Manx tripped and bumped the table and 58 layers went crashing to the floor, so I hand to send Suzanne out to buy a regular cake. Oscar is such a bumblebutt! Oh well, we can't get mad at him; being a Manx he has a bit of a balance problem without a tail.

Oscar: Hey, RockyBlocky, who you calling a bumblebutt? I've seen you knock over large pieces of furniture! And you'll never see me crawl away in shame, tail between my legs!

Rocky: Whatever. Oh, before I forget, our human artist Sharolyn got the best birthday present in the world from her daughter Tiffany in Italy! Today Tiffany had a big audition in Rome, and she won the lead role in the opera Tosca!! She'll be performing three days a week through May! And she'll be paid big Euros for it! I don't know what a Euro is, but it must be really good or really awful, because Sharolyn's eyes have been leaking ever since she got the news. I'd better go now and lick her face so it won't be all smeary for her surprise party.

Callie: Ahem, Mr. Blockhead CEO, aren't you forgetting something? You're supposed to tell everybody about the "Life of the Party" prizes! The human who gets the most votes wins a cat charm rear view mirror sunglasses holder for their car ... and the cat who gets the most votes wins a plush 100% fleece MeowWow cat bed! Just leave your vote in the comments! Fracas, where are the pictures of the prizes so I can put them up here?

Fracas: Hey, keep your foofy bloomers on ... I'm trying to clean all this cake off the floor!!
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9:30 a.m. .....
Rocky: Okay, I've sent our human artist birthday girl Sharolyn off to Sam's Club to buy kitty litter, and once she gets in there she's there all day, so that'll keep her out of our hair while we get ready for the surprise party. So let's get to work! I want all the food and drink prepped and presented, and the cake ready by 8 p.m. SPT (Surprise Party Time)!
Callie! Quit primping and preening and get all that hair off the couch!

Fracas: Hey Rocky, how about we celebrate your Oct. 31 purrthday belatedly today? We didn't do anything for your purrthday!

Rocky: Hush, Fracas, that information is a corporate secret, strictly need-to-know. It isn't necessary for the world to know that in cat years I'm 12 years older than our mom! (8x9=72) Okay, everybody, back to work! Meet me here later this morning for a progress report ....