The cat that jumped in the tub with my daughter weighted 38 lbs.
My daughter wanted a cat i thought of everything i could,(love cats)
but just wasn't in the mood. 2 days later she found him in the paper.
So off she went with dad,i couldn't believe that cat he was 3 months
old and huge. He had braces,ran out and was hit by a car,he had been
rasied with dogs. Every night he would climb under the blankets,both would
have there head on the pillow and she would read to him. When she fell
asleep he would groom her hair,she would wake up with very wet hair
and screaming,he played fetch with those fuzzy balls. I would throw it
down the hall and back he would come and lay it on the floor until the next
time. Your right laughter is better than meds. Sue