Dad Time

Though most days I rarely pay attention I occasionally look forward to dad's return home from work.  The other night he came home and went into the kitchen, where mom was hard at work creating one of her typically awesome dinners (that I don't get any of).  He sat on a stepstool, and I instantly appeared from one of my hiding spots, went into the kitchen, and stood in front of him, purring and rubbing my chin on anything I could find nearby.  He picked me up and I immediately settled in for some loving, hooking my paws into his pants, kneading away.

Hello Neighbor

That's my first floor neighbor down there.  Every now and then I sit atop mom's rocker and watch him come and go.  Sometimes mom and dad find him sleeping on the sidewalk just below our windows, and once they caught a glimpse of him sprawled out on his back in the mulch, hind legs in the air.  They've tried to approach him, but he never lets them get too close.  Sorry the picture's so dark! 

And Once Again, Cigars All Around

Dad just got word that he is a grandpa... again!  Barely three months into first-time grandpahood he just learned of the arrival of a beautiful baby girl, so now he has one grandson and one granddaughter.
     His (twenty-six year old) little girl had her first child and was resting comfortably with baby Cadence, who weighed in at 8 lbs 7 oz, and came out with a full head of hair, just like dad says he did.  Congratulations, gramps! 
     I've been around so long I can still remember when dad's daughter was just a little thing, running around with all the other kids, laughing and playing with me and the other cats.  My oh my how time flies by!(hey, I made that rhyme)