poor kitty.

I have a wonderful Happy New Year! post that I'm writing in my head but it might be another couple years before I actually find the time to sit down and write it out.  So for now, Happy New Year!

Here's a video of Henry and his "here kitty kitty" yell.  It is very easy to tell when a cat is nearby because he yells at them until they run away and hide.  They hide a lot.  Willie Horton is lucky because she can jump over the baby gate and escape to the basement.  Barbaro Garbey, not so much.  She has found a lovely hiding place in the back of the linen closet.  Henry usually knows when she is in there so he can yell at her but at least he can't reach her.  Yet. 

This video is short because he noticed the camera was on him and he is way more interested in any camera than the cat.  But just imagine this yelling going on for an entire afternoon.

Sigh.

Love.



I just noticed the house is a mess.  It's pretty much like this from 5 minutes after he wakes up (it usually takes that long for morning cuddles and then diaper change) until he goes to bed and I run around like a madwoman putting everything in it's place.