A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

Recently two of my offspring, my son, John, and my daughter, Jenny, went on (separate) vacations and asked me to look in on their cats. John has two, and Jenny has a varying number. In any case, I usually take photos of their furbabies to sent to their owners, to let them know they're all right.

Let's start with Jenny's cats. The very first was Cassie, who is extremely shy and I've yet to catch a photo of her. Cassie is quite old; she was my grandson Zachary's first kitten.

The second is Milton, who Zach got not long after Cassie. Milton is my favorite cat in the world. He's basically a Golden Retriever in a cat's body.

I don't remember this little guy's name, but he got into the street and run over, so I suppose his name no longer matters. He was a cutie, though.

Here's Milton with his new housemate, Sebastian.

A panorama of cats.

Here's Milton taking a break from socializing.

Here's Sebastian and the other one whose name I don't know.

Meanwhile, over at John's house, Bacon is strutting across the counter.

This is Taco, peeking down from a cat walk John created for them so they could pretend they are pumas.

They seem to get along together.

I gave them their little treats while I was there.