Happy Father’s Day to the Cat Dads Out There!
Here’s my dad holding a baby Trigg. My dad has come a long way with cats – from highly disliking them to sending me text messages and e-mails with Caymus. I attribute his “switch” to living with and being with Rags. When I was a little girl, my dad came in to give me a goodnight kiss. Rags was on my bed with me and my dad said, “That is one of the most beautiful animals I have ever seen.” I beamed with pride. I’ll never forget it. My dad also joined me the day I had to put Rags to sleep.
Now, my dad is a slave to my parents’ cats, Caymus and Murphy. I have enjoyed watching his relationship with them grow as my parents became empty-nesters. I think there is more in store for my dad with cats as the years go by and I look forward to watching it grow.
Happy Father’s Day to my cat dad!