Fourteen years ago today (not quite an hour from now after six days of labor) my son Corwyn was born. He has been raised with cats. He learned very quickly that you Do Not Pull Tails. Right now Corwyn is on my bed with Thomas' head laying on him. As soon as Corwyn came home from the hospital we put him in the cradle that has been in my family for several centuries. Immediately the late Christopher T. Cat took up his duties as Baby Guard Cat (he had done this with Jennifer as well) and after sniffing Corwyn to ensure he had his scent, he settled down at the end of the cradle. He regally permitted the other cats to come "sniff the young Princeling" but if their head went too close to the edge of the cradle he would rise up and
bop! them!!
Once Corwyn was out of the crib and starting to crawl he gained "his cat", Quigley the Demon Dust Bunny Hunter. They were friends until the day that Quiggles passed away two years ago. As you can see, they were the best of buds and Quigley was puddy in Corwyn's hands... and vice versa!!
A boy and his cat.
It took awhile for Corwyn to get over the loss of his very best friend. It also took some time for him to find another cat. Dale isn't ready to get another cat. Four is more than plenty for him and for a time it seemed that the other members of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde had already bonded to certain humans. But wait!! But wait!! Mister Kitten, who had always been a wee bit stand-offish (probably due to the fact that his 'mom' had gone immediately off to college and then moved out), began warming up to Corwyn. AHA!! And we noticed that Mister Kitten could usually be found sleeping on Corwyn's bed. Corwyn just told me that one of the drawers in his dresser came out (and he can't get it back in), so Mister Kitten is sleeping there!!). Gee, you think Corwyn may have found his new cat??
The boy begins the "poke" game with Mister Kitten.
This is the shirt that Corwyn got for his birthday!! ::grin::
PS Corwyn has approved this message.
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