My boy is 14 years old today.
For so many years, I’ve worked jobs where I had to get up early in the morning. I’ve never been one of those people who could get up at 5 to be somewhere at 6. I usually wake up automatically at 4 am.
This morning was a different story. Somebody woke me up at 5 to let me know that his bowl was empty. I filled Johnny’s bowl, and then started a pot of coffee. I went back out to the living room. Johnny’s bowl had not been touched. Guess where I found him.
I guess it was a re-do for me. He had to make sure he had breakfast when he woke up.
Johnny laid there on the back of the couch watching me for nearly 10 minutes. I tried to coax him down with me, but he just wouldn’t move. Moments later he launched himself in my direction and landed just where he wanted to be.
Yesterday was such a bleak day that neither of us wanted to do anything. I looked out the window and it looked all grey. I went outside and it started raining. So before I started working on what I had to get done inside, I thought a short nap would be nice. This was what I found when I woke up.
I got lucky this time. Usually when he points his butt in that direction, it’s a whole lot closer to my nose. 😁
Johnny has always had a thing about hair. There are a few people who come to my apartment to visit who get the same thing. He just loves to lick hair, and once he gets started he doesn’t want to stop. I’ll move him away and he comes right back. Weird…
A few short years ago, I went on a road trip with a friend to pick somebody up in Georgia and bring them back to Minnesota. Usually when I was traveling and I was going to be gone over night, I would load the kids into their carriers and take them with me. This time that wasn’t possible.
I grabbed this picture before I left.