It's Official...

Jff and I are completely obsessed with our kitty, Leo. I realized this, this morning while I was at work. Before the kids got there, the phone rings. It is Jff. "Just wanted to let you know how you can tell that it is beginning to be spring." I, of course, eagerly want to know. "Well, Leo has begun to shed. I just got a brush full of his hair. You might even want to brush him again when you get home tonight."

As I got home this afternoon, my first thought was that Leo had not had a chance to be outside yet today. So I suited him up, with his collar, and he hopped out the door with enthusiasm. As I came home from my run a while later, I started yelling for him to see if he was ready to come in. No trace of Leo. Two seconds after I had shut the front door, the door bell rings and it was our next door neighbor girl with Leo in her arms. Leo was looking exasperated and I realize that he had been IN her house instead of outside romping around. This is annoying. I didn't want to be rude, I am sure she is just a girl who desperately wants a kitty and can't have one, but... "He isn't yours!" almost came out of my mouth. Instead, with teacher voice, I said, "you know when he isn't outside I get worried, it is best if you just leave him outside!"

So, I let Leo out AGAIN a few minutes ago. As I was standing in the dining room just now, I looked out the window and there is Leo- fifty feet up in a tree chasing a squirrel. I am a little worried about my next move, though. I just took a picture of him and now I am blogging about it. Is there any hope for when I have kids?