I was working on costumes at the theater with my sister and Kat, when my phone gave the beep that told me I had a pix message:

My first reaction was to say, "Oh nooooooooooooo." You see, when I left my darling child with my husband for the day, we did not own a cat.

I showed it to my sister. She said, "Oh noooooooooooooo"

I showed it to Kat. She said, "Oh nooooooooooooo."

The only thing saving my darling husband from becoming Dead Meat is this:

And I do have to admit that it is an awesome cat. He is friendly and loving and personable and does mind at all being hugged on by Anna. He also attacks Jack's legs at night and tries to use his head as a scratching post, which I find hysterically funny.