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Ever since Toby came to rule the roost at the Holladay Inn, I find I can't get enough of all things "CAT". A couple of weeks ago I spent most of the day bingeing on "Small Animal Hospital". Last week it was a trip to the Broadway to see the Turkish Documentary "Kedi" (all about Istanbul's street cats), and this weekend it was a binge-a-thon of "Psycho Kitty" (sort of a kitty whisper show). I also might as well buy some stock in Petco, because I find myself there most Saturdays. 

This is most evident by the number of pictures of Toby that are now on my phone. As evidence of my affliction, I present the following:

The look I was given after I opened a can of tuna and didn't share its contents. I was in the proverbial doghouse most of that evening.

I call this one - "You wanna piece of me?"

Saying nighttime prayers

I came out of my room one morning to find he has a new hiding place...

Watching general Conference - Toby is also a Tabernacle Choir Groupie, so we have that in common.

I call this one "I hope you weren't thinking of standing up any time soon..."

I've always thought of myself as a pretty logical woman - definitely sentimental, but able to keep myself somewhat aloof from anything too ridiculous. the last month or two, as evidenced by all the above, that has gone out the proverbial window.


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