Bob

Oh how we love Bob( our cat ) or I shall say the boys do. I have grown to appreciate the animal I will admit. However when Tristan was born we immediately decided he would become an outside cat when we found him on more than one occasion curled up in the crib, or on top of Tristan in the bassinet.
Bob was happy as a clam to be outside during the day and in the furnace room to eat and sleep at night at our old house, but when we moved to my Moms 6 months ago with a dog in the house and in the backyard, Bobs life has been confined to the very large basement. What has been really funny though is Tristans discovery of Bob over the last few months. We have a baby gate separating the upstairs and downstairs for not only safety reasons, but also to keep the dog from getting into Bobs area as well. Tristan will stand at the top of the stairs, point and yell "Ba Ba" ( meaning Bob) and just INSIST on going down and visiting. He gets so excited to run around after him and Bob is a great cat. He and Elijiah sleep together most nights, and hes very loving and tolerant. He lets Tristan drool and smother him, and when hes had enough he just runs away with Tristan very sad running after him calling for him to return. It seems no day is complete without a visit to maul Bob(not really) and teach Tristan how to gently pet and care for our kind cat....These photos were taken on my phone the other day as I didnt have the camera...but you get the idea. Tristan LOVES animals....:)

( I think I have said the following hundreds of times:" be gentle!" No we dont sit on Bob, Tristan", No dont step on his Head!", K Bob doesnt like his whiskers pulled...", good Tristan, nice - gentle ...see how bob is purring? He likes that...", " dont squeeze too hard..", K Tristan time to let Bob go..." :)