Our sweet Winston celebrated his eighth birthday today...his preferred form of celebration included special canned food, a nap in the bay window, a trip outside to snack on the grass, an extended nap with momma and lots of scratches and loves.
Isn't he the cutest kitty ever? I can't imagine our lives without him...he is my baby. He is full of personality and seems to know exactly what I'm thinking all the time. The move to Italy will be a bit stressful on him, but I'm sure once he realizes that Italy also has birds to watch and windows to sit in and canned food to eat he'll be fine.