Last spring we added two members to the Moore Family, a little boy named Jackson and a cat named...well we called the cat kitty. That is until last week. Last week Ellie named the cat Gilbert. I was standing in the kitchen and she was calling for the cat to "come on Gilbert." She loves to pick Gilbert up and carry her to her room and closes the door. Once in her room the cat will climb up in the chair and lay down.
I often wonder why that silly cat has stuck around all this time. And then there a moments like today, when Ellie dumps all the cat treats on the floor. It is in those moments that I realize that she probably is a pretty smart cat after all.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
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How cute is that. You thought you had such a great name for the cat, Ellie fixed that. You named our first cat cracker (more like cu-cu). Funny how our children have an idea of what the pets should be called even at that young of an age. By-the-way, how many cat treats did Jack eat?
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