I Think We Might Have a Cat

He hears me up at 4AM and sweetly cries to come in.  He doesn't have to cry too long.

He eats and soon finds his way to the couch next to me....paw must be touching me.

It melts my heart.

 

 

He hangs with the boys all day long.  Tossed over the shoulder or hanging out in the yard.  He doesn't care.....it's company to him. 

 



 

And he is quite comfortable napping on the couch. (see the angry bunny?) 



 

He is not the least bit bashful about pushing his way in to find room. 
Sunday he proceeded to make sure I was aware he was ready for HIS nap.
Me-Oh no, I wasn't taking a nap.  It's all yours.  Let me get out of your way.
Cisco-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz




We've tried Copper, Cinnamon and just plain Kitty, but the boys are set on Cisco.  Cisco it is.  But he still goes by "here kitty, kitty". 



 

Looking out the front windows I often see this. 

I always thought a cat on the porch would look lovely.

 

 

Yep, I think we might have a cat.  At least for today.