Cat in Rabat is 1-Year Old

My, my, where has the time flown? Is today really 17 Dhu l-hijja 1427? Has it already been a whole year since my first post? Calendars never lie; at least, they haven't lied to me (although mirrors frequently do).

Truth be told, I've been under a bit of pressure as of late to dabble in a little assisted suicide so that the blog might come to a quiet & dignified conclusion. Yes, there are those among me who feel that maintaining my blog is absorbing too much of my time, time that I would otherwise be using to further the cause of stem cell research, eradicate world hunger, or develop a sustainable solution to the crisis in the Middle East. Or more likely, eat things for money. In honour of today, I have elected to push that decision way way back into the deepest darkest recesses of my teeny little mind.

So happy anniversary! – not to me, but rather to those of you who have been following my scribblings these past 365 days (give or take). If you're reading this post, then apparently I haven't lost you yet (which, sadly, says more about how much free time you have than my composition skills) so I offer you my deepest thanks for your continued comments, corrections and clarifications.

Now off you go and have a cupcake or something for me. White cake with chocolate frosting is my favourite.

Addendum: A bottle of bordeaux thwarted my plans of "enjoying" the Da Veni Da Vidi Da Vinci Code last night so tonight - just to make my anniversary a little sweeter - it'll be me, Mr. CinR and Tom Spanx.