A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

So my son, John, and his partner and their kids went to San Diego to visit her parents, and asked me to visit the cats for a day to just check up on them. That's Taco, in the photo above, and here's Bacon. They met me at the door as I came in.

Their food and facilities were left in Bristol fashion.

Of the two, Bacon seems friendliest, or maybe he just likes me for my beard.

Taco doesn't actually avoid me; he just generally makes himself less available for cuddles.

I always have trouble remembering which one is Taco and which is Bacon, but then I just refer to the legend placed on the wall by the kids, Willie and Kyla, to remind any visitors.