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I’m not hosting Thanksgiving this year, but I could:
I finally have chairs to go with that table–and for the first time in my adult life, I can entertain more than a total of two for dinner!
So I’m thankful for furniture, and that I have family and friends that I want to fill the chairs, and for what’s been a really good year, overall.
Meanwhile, Toby remains thankful for his space heater:
Enjoy the long weekend! I’ll be back Monday.
Look who came over to his auntie’s house on Saturday! There was lots of kitty chasing–because someone can crawl now:
There was also a moment when I had to tell Toby that the little creature wanting to touch him was not for pouncing on. (Toby had a look in his eye; I wanted to head that off.)
There was also some delicious paper to be had:
Kitties and paper and Skyler, oh my!
Are you ready to Melt Your Face Off with cuteness? Look who came to visit my house Friday night:
He really liked the texture of the couch.
He also liked Toby, when he noticed him. (Toby didn’t really know what to think.)
We even went out onto the new playground in the common area:
Nothing like a visit from Skyler to get the weekend off to a good start!
Toby is not convinced. About anything.
That is a face you don’t mess with.
There is incontrovertible photographic evidence:
(Why do I have a cat tower in my living room? I don’t now; it just took me over an hour to get it up the stairs, because he jumped on it the second it came through the garage door and didn’t get off.)
Just ask Toby!
(If you couldn’t tell, I’ve been stuck with post ideas this week. A friend suggested I blog about waht made me smile most this week and we all know that’s Toby.) (This was a close second, though.)
Lay on it like a rug and show it who’s the most adorable:
1. It was cloudy here for the super perigee moon last Saturday, which kind of made me feel like the girl who misses the sun shining on Venus in that Bradbury story. But then I read that another full moon that will be almost as bright will happen on May 6 next year. I guess its full phase will be pretty close to perigee–not coinciding perfectly with it like the one that just happened–but it made me feel better.
2. Dr. Sagan would be ashamed of me, but I’m going to say it anyway: I think the “super moon” wreaked emotional havoc over the last week and a half. At least, that’s what I’m blaming.
3. And finally, Toby’s garage explorations are getting a little out of hand:
All he wants to do is play on the Ford Kitty Gym–and of course I can’t say no to him. Spoiled Toby!
Today marks three years of Toby in my life! Here he was the first day he came home–so small and worried.
And here he was Monday, large and sassy and inspecting fabric:
You already know that I get pretty ridiculous when it comes to Toby, dedicating poems to him on Valentine’s Day, reading him The Tailor of Gloucester on Christmas Eve, saying he’s the love of my life on our last “anniversary,” etc. So it’s not crazy of me at ALL to put up the theme from Love Story to mark this year’s anniversary. NOT AT ALL. Because I think the lyrics suit the occasion:
He came into my life and made the living fine
and gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
…I reach for his [paw], it’s always there
I was joking when I said I’d tell Toby the tiger painting was a portrait of his ancestor, but apparently it really is:
He spent a good part of yesterday evening next to the painting in the hallway, giving it these deep looks. I asked if he was “communing with his ancestor” and I got a cat blink in reply.