Well...he was here, last weekend.
Uncle Jay moved to Scottsdale a few months ago which makes him way closer to his favorite (and only) niece.
He drove the 5 1/2 hours in his noisy Jeep all the way to San Diego with his poor cat Slick in the car. Slick + desert heat = foaming at the mouth from dehydration. Now THAT'S a good uncle!
I am not trying to make light of the fact that his cat got sick on the way here. I am a cat lover. Jeff is a cat liker. And Leila, well, she is a cat obsesser.
Once she sets her eyes on the prize, Otis, our cat, she is OFF to catch him. She crawls at her top speed towards him making this strange but happy panting noise the entire way.
Otis has learned that Leila's top speed is no match for him. He used to bolt the minute he heard her coming. Now he casually waits around until she is one body length away and then runs from her.
Is it possible that my cat is smarter than my baby?
Smarter...maybe. Cuter? Not.a.chance.
Hello blue eyes!
Someone tried to tell me she had my eyes. I think they were just trying to be nice. These are daddy's eyes all the way. Big 'ole blueberries!
