There are few things in life like having a son. I don’t have one, but I look forward to that day. Adam and I joke around that Watson is our “son”, and this morning, my “son” has been particularly affectionate.
I was standing at the counter getting Adam’s vitamins for him this morning, when Watson decided that he’d jump from the chair he was sitting on onto my shoulder to see what I was doing with his favorite toy (yes, vitamins are his favorite and unfortunate toy.) Here’s the results of that jump:
Later on this morning, I could resist but snap a picture when he so-adorably stood up next to me at the sink while I did dishes. What a nut! Doesn’t he know that cats aren’t supposed to like water??