Jenny Hurst
06-08 2017 19:42
wrote:
I remember the time when Dad claimed not to be keen on the cat... but a little bird told me that when he got up in the mornings before us, he'd made a fuss of the cats! And certainly, for a couple of decades, every time I went home there was a cat firmly attached to dad's chest! He sat in the chair, whichever of the cats would climb onto him and he'd tuck his arm under...just so the cat had somewhere to safely snooze! What a softy!
Jenny Hurst
06-08 2017 19:42
wrote:
I remember the time when Dad claimed not to be keen on the cat... but a little bird told me that when he got up in the mornings before us, he'd made a fuss of the cats! And certainly, for a couple of decades, every time I went home there was a cat firmly attached to dad's chest! He sat in the chair, whichever of the cats would climb onto him and he'd tuck his arm under...just so the cat had somewhere to safely snooze! What a softy!