Kim you make me laugh so much...I always say "we are just here to open their cans" but now Rocky has taken it to a whole new level with his insistence on real shrimp. I waisted so much money on canned food that he wouldn't eat so I finally just caved. I'm the living example of a very well trained human. The only way I can justify this to my husband is by comparing the cost of shrimp to canned food. It actually is about the same perhaps a little less since canned cat food went up so high last year.

I'm sorry you lost your photos of Mr. Sebastian, computers really suck sometimes don't they. Did you name him yourself? We adopted our Sebastian from a man who couldn't keep him any more because he had fallen in love with a woman who was allergic to him, he came with his name and responded to it when called. The good news is that his old papa did get married and Sebastian had a very good life with us. He took to me like I was his mom which is unusual for an older cat. We had a very special bond. I called him "Mr. Sebastian" and when he would come outside into the garden with me he would always listen to me when I called him back if he wondered too close to the forest.

I used to get "soft paws" put on Rocky's nails because he would scratch Sebastian's nose when they would get rough with each other. I put a bell on Sebastian so Rocky always knew where the big guy was. The soft paws were were bright pink so he looked quite funny. It sounds like Tink "Bebee", was quite a character too and I'm sure a real joy for you. Thanks for sharing.

Warm wishes,

MsL