Of course, he's been a holy terror all day! LOL!! It is so cold outside that he really needs to be indoors, and he gets a bit stir crazy. But tonight, I was sitting on the couch, with Honey beside me, and he jumped right up over her, and sat on the back of the couch, as close to me as he could get without touching me. He is trying, he really is. And I know he loves us, even if he doesn't quite know how to show it. He snuggled with Helen while she was reading tonight on her bed, and he let both of us pet him and we heard a faint purr, which we usually only hear when he is eating. Slowly, but surely.......

Lynne, I had to laugh when I read your comment about Butter "melting"!!

I cannot resist petting him, and I swear he gets me everytime. But I NEVER touch his belly, ever! I'd be ground beef if I did!! I will have to have Helen take a picture of my hands and arms to share with you. Sandra saw them this summer. They are not a pretty sight. They have always had some scars, but this is ridiculous!! And sort of embarassing too!