I saw my friend Melanie yesterday. She looked at me sternly and intoned, “More Milo.”
Who am I to deny Mel?
(Ruffled from digging his paper-ball toy out from under the sofa)
(Juggling said paper-ball toy. Seriously, this cat has enough toys to stock a big-box pet store. But his favorite toy is a crumpled receipt).
(Playing Prisoner of Zenda with John’s new bicycle wheels).
Hope you’re satisfied, Mel.