Happy Father’s Day Everyone

Hemingway, do you remember your father?

No.  I’m not sure I ever met him.

Same here.

I wonder what our fathers were like.  I wonder if my father was big like me and I wonder if your father had a gigantic fluffy tail like you.

Will we ever be fathers?

I don’t think so.  Mom said when she got us from the Humane Society, we were already “fixed”.

Were we broken?

That’s what I thought when she and the doctor lady were talking about it the first time I met the doctor lady.  I asked Mom and she tried to explain it to me, but I guess what it means is that we can’t make baby kitties.

Can you imagine how rambunctious it would be around here with a bunch of little kittens running around?

We would never get any sleep.

Well, I guess it’s ok that we won’t get to be dads, but at least we can send special wishes out to all the other dads out there.

Dads………enjoy your special day!

And if you have a kitty who is a daddy, make sure you put out extra treats.

Mom, if you’re reading this, it’s ok for you to put out special treats for us even if we aren’t dads.

Good thinking, Hemingway!

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