5 years.
Dear Jack,
Last weekend while we were in Alabama visiting my side of the family for Thanksgiving weekend, Mommy and I went on our usual 2 mile morning walk that we always do when we go there.
As we were half way through our route, a little black kitty started following us; desperately meowing as if to say, “Won’t somebody take care of me? I’m so hungry. I don’t have anyone.”
I kneeled down and petted the cat, then we continued on our walk. It followed us briefly, but then couldn’t keep up.
Fifteen minutes later, as Mommy and I rounded back down that road, the little black kitty was waiting for us.
We didn’t slow down, as we assumed there was a good chance it actually lived on that road. But this time, the cat kept its speed; even though we were ignoring it the whole way back.
Once we arrived back at Nonna and Papa’s house, we soon realized the difficulty of even trying to feed the kitten; as your grandparents don’t have any meat; much less, cat food, in their house.
So Mommy suggested we beat an egg, and serve it in a bowl to the kitten. It worked.
It was obvious the cat was in great need of nutrition. Throughout the day, I cut some slices of cheese I found in the refrigerator and feed it to the kitty.
To everyone’s surprise, we woke up and the little black kitten was still there; asleep on the back porch where we had fed it the eggs and cheese.
After all, he apparently had nowhere else to be or to go.
For the record, we did attempt to feed the kitten some of our food, which is vegan and vegetarian, but the cat was uninterested; after all, felines are carnivores, not omnivores.
So Nonna had me run in to the local grocery store and buy some official cat food.
His name, according to you, is Whiskers.
However, Nana likes the name Oliver; and she, along with Papa, will be the ones actually taking care of him.
And yes, it is a him; as seen in my new web series, Uncle Nick’s Enchanted Forest. Last night as we were watching the 3rd webisode, you announced, “Hey Daddy, look… I can see his nugget pouch!”
(Previously you had asked me how I knew he was a boy cat, so I explained that his “nugget pouch” under his tail was how I could tell.)
“Kitty,” as he is known on my show, apparently will be a by-default regular supporting cast member (like Gunther on Friends).
In addition to being part of the main plotline of the “Freddie the Fox” webisode, he also is undeniably present in the opening montage of my new show.
I never intended for him to be part of the show, but he just kept showing up during filming, so I wrote him into the script.
You and your cousin Calla definitely enjoyed having him around this past weekend. If he sticks around Nonna and Papa’s place, he just might end up being your part-time pet each time we visit there.
Love,
Daddy
