PapaCat is my best friend. Need I say more?
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
My Mom came home from work one day last week. As soon as she walked in the door, PapaCat told Mom about my shenanigans. Earlier, PapaCat took me outside for some fresh air. He turned around to do something, and when he turned back to me, I was in a patch of poison ivy (or poison oak)! So Mom did not pet me for 3 days, other than try to wash me down with a paper towel. At least, rather than kick me off the bed at night, she put a sheet on the bed so the poison ivy oils would be on the sheet and not the blankets, hopefully. PapaCat doesn't seem to react to poison ivy or poison oak, and neither do I, so I got lots of hugs from PapaCat. :-) I love PapaCat. He's the bestest!