--I've long ago accepted that my wife's cat's are a special breed. Where in Sam hill they come from I have no idea. But she usually ends up with some of the most personality infested little fellas you every did see.
--Last night I noticed my wife getting out of bed and making a mad dash to the bathroom. After carrying and having six children her poor bladder has a mind of it's own. So it wasn't really an uncommon sight.
--The crazy cat of hers Dinky running like crazy to catch up to her. Being a curious person by nature I just had to investigate.
--After a couple of minutes my wife came out of the bathroom again running for her bed with the dang fool running right behind her swatting at her legs. When she reached the bed he jumped up and started loving her up.
--I looked at my wife and asked what in Sam hill was going on? she explained to me it was a stupid game Dinky played every night when she went to the bathroom. I just shook my head and smiled. Right then I began to wonder if maybe I was the whack a doodle and they were the sane ones. Not knowing the answer I went back to bed....
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