usually eddie meets me at the door as i walk up to the front of
the house. Last night nothing....no kitty puss meowing at the screen, no white cat jumping from the darkness to see dad in...
i open the screen, and fumble for the light.......still nothing...
i am at the point where 648 BAD things fly thru your head and you cringe at what you will find when you get the lights on

(I WANT THE CLAPPER FOR XMAS!!!)

the lights go on and there is the cat..








....asleep on the bed......the son-of-gun couldn't be bothered....
i looked at him again and he looked sick.......nope...he shook off the sleepies and then came over to greet me.......it was funny in hindsight but scary that he was so lazy (and too warm) to take a moment for his dad.......