[Believe51]

When we close the bedroom door at night we leave our antique door (love it!) 'unlatched' a tiny bit so I do not make noise entering and exiting. Well, getting ready this morning our crazy man of a cat, Mookie went racing around the house. Of course, this is after I scuttled around the house quietly all morning. I fed him, I gave him fresh water, portioned out the dry food, I played with him, gave him big luv 'ems and his insulin shot.

I watched him as he played with the half cut paper towel roll I made. We also have the old fashioned turn-to-open knobs on the cabinet doors. This house is the same home I was born in and although I have moved out of this family home a few times, I returned to the comfort of childhood. I witnessed him rub his fangs on the handles, rubbing his face and smiling.

I savored the morning in the home I was raised in, loving my cat, sipping java, thinking of my man. I thanked God for another day to enjoy life. Things were great! Well, until..........

Today's Joy: Mookie went back to his marathon run and I went on to my business. I noticed the light on in the bedroom and went to steal a kiss. Ed looked up and I asked him if he was up for the morning. He told me "No" and said that the cat had busted in the door and jumped on the bed. He scared the heck out of his Daddy!!

The Best Joy: I got blamed in a way for Mookie's behavior! I laughed all the way to work.

Mookie, if you can hear me, "You 'wis a baaaa-boy!" Thank you kitty, I did steal a kiss after all. Nice to see you running and feeling so good today. Momma loves you.