Dear Jack: Holding the “Kitty Burrito” in the Golf Cart

10 years, 9 months.

Dear Jack,

We spent Labor Day weekend in Alabama, where you were able to have an ongoing sleepover at your cousins’ house.

It was a perfect time for you to be able to ride in, and drive, your Uncle Andrew’s new golf cart.

I happened to be there when you swooped up when of their pet cats in a towel in would I would understandably call a “kitty burrito”.

I’m not sure that the cat should have enjoyed her ride on the golf cart while wrapped up in a towel, but apparently she did.

Because she definitely made no effort to squirm.

Maybe it was somehow soothing, like a day at the spa.

Love,

Daddy

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