Kindred Roomies

Once when I was three years old I was so excited that my brother (who is two years older than me) finally got home from school that I proceeded to run smack into the corner of a wall splitting my forehead open. I ended up in the emergency room and with three stitches in my noggin.

Yesterday as I arrived home and was rounding the side of the house I saw Theo excitedly jump up on the cat tree positioned next to the side window. Unfortunately the cat tree is a little bit higher than the window ledge and Theo lost his balance as a paw slipped off the tree. He bonked his head against the window. This immediately brought to mind my stitches experience.

I have a special place in my heart for Theo. Being the youngest of five kids in my family I think I sometimes struggled with figuring out where I fit in while at the same time feeling the need to be the entertainer of the family. I often think Theo is in a similar position. He doesn't quite know if Diego-san and Thompson accept him and he tags along with one of them just like a little brother. Sometimes Thompson, Diego, and I will be lounging around when Theo feels the need to tear around the room to liven things up. Here is a photo of Theo's special time with me- as I get home and go to the kitchen table to open the mail he loves to rub his face against me as he purrs and purrs. It's the nicest of ways to come home...