Cato’s Day! A Cat Turns Twelve

Today is Miss Cato the Bear’s 12th adoptiversary. That’s right, twelve years ago today, Bob Sr. and Iris drove me out to the Bosserd Family Farm where we picked up a tiny black ball of fluff. With her little bear claws, she looked less feline and more a member of the ursidae family.

Today, she still has the dainty little face and tiny little bear paws. She is partial to cream, milk, ice cream and olives. She enjoys playing with a ribbon. She is a good little bear. And she is very much loved.

The above photo is her, unhappy with photo taking, wishing I’d leave her alone to her heated cup bed.