Day 23

Sometimes I think our cat should have been born a dog. I guess it doesn't help that I treat him like a dog instead of a cat. I wrestle with him, play tricks on him, and feed him various form of meat.

When we first got Stanley, he had trouble always knocking over his water bowl, which at the time was a small plastic bowl. We'd come home from work, and the bowl would be on the other side of the kitchen and there would be water everywhere. We tried a few other bowls, but quickly realized those attempts were futile. So we decided to buy a weighted bowl made for dogs. And ever since then, there hasn't been any more water spilled onto our kitchen floor.

So, a great example of our cat who is actually, at times, a dog.