And this,is the only Photo,I have of my Boyhood Cats,I found it,when my Brother,Sister In Law,and I were cleaning,up my Dads house,aftre he passed on.It brought back memories,of when my Mother,and I would sit,at the Kitchen table,waiting,for our Cat,to come home.We would have Hot Chocolate,or Coke,and we had some nice conversations,seeing who would spot,the Prodigal Cat,first.


Those were Good Times.Just my Mother,and I talking.If I had problems,My Mother,would put them,into perspective,giveme sound advice,and I would feel,a lot better.How,I do miss, My Dear Mother.