I’m fully aware that I’m running the risk of coming off slightly crazy-cat-lady-ish but this I have to share.

My aging cat – the one who patiently waits for someone to open the baby gate as his old bones couldn’t possibly get him to jump over it – just bounded up the stairs at the mere prospect that I may be going up to bed.  He took them three at a time like the kitty he once was regardless of the limp in his front leg.

I wonder sometimes how much time we have left with him, but tonight I’m fairly confident he’s sticking around for a while still 🙂

yawning cat

biiig yawns