I’ve been so wrapped up doing this the last couple of weeks that I completely missed the “anniversary” of Toby and me. It was Easter weekend when I brought him home (one of the earliest Easters ever, March 23) and six years later, I can’t imagine life without him.

Here he is one of those first mornings:

And here he is recently:

Six years of cuteness, six years of orange cat hair, six years of having my friend around. I love this cat so much. More than a lot of people.