Thursday, September 17, 2015

Lap Cat

I recently posted that one of Winky's "places" is my lap.  What I didn't mention, though, is that
this wasn't always the case.
When we lived in Brooklyn, Winky was NOT a "lap cat," much to Mom's regret. Not that he
wasn't affectionate; he'd sit next to us, kiss us, forehead-rub us, nuzzle us, (all of which he
still does) but he never curled up on our laps.
That changed when we moved.
Maybe Winky decided that a change of location called for a change in his routine.

Encouraging news about EWTN's Fr. Anthony

Fr. Anthony hopes to be back on the air in the near future.  Oh, HOW I'm praying for that to happen! https://franciscanmissionaries.c...