Any day that was to be the last day but becomes the first day is a great day. Two such cats live here.

What we also have in common is that we went through the first part of our lives believing that we were dog people, and not cat... still, I envy you to have found out so early in life. I did not learn I was a cat person until a week before my 41st birthday, when a little fellow came walking out of the woods to my back porch and begun my education process.

May you and Reo live long and happy together.