Getting Back Into the Swing of Things....

Let’s see now, first post back in a little bit and what shall we talk about?

What do people on the internet like to read about? 

Hmm.....

Think, think, think....

Ah yes, Rickey has it.

Internet denizens, meet the latest addition to the Henderson family, this is "Pebbles the Cat" (as if his cathood were in any question)

This photo above of him is current by the way; it is the month of April yet Pebbles demands the fireplace continue to heat the basement where he (and Rickey) primarily dwells. The other fun fact about Pebbles is that nobody has any clue whatsoever how old he is. You see, as one might assume, there is a bit of a story surrounding his adoption.  I will now relay this story to you.

The process of feline adoption in the Northeastern area of the United States isn't as straightforward as one might think.  In the early stages of the COVID lockdown, the Henderson family decided to add a cat to the family to boost crew morale (it was agreed upon that this was preferable to floggings).  The concept of adopting an adult cat appealed to everyone, searches were conducted on petfinder for felines in need of homes, a cat rescue group was located and contacted, references were provided, and a date was set to meet Pebbles.

Problem is, the rescue group that Rickey contacted was run by a stereotypical "crazy cat lady" living in a house with multiple cats who inexplicably refused to answer the phone or doorbell when Rickey showed up at the agreed upon date and time.  Rickey decided to drive around the neighborhood for a while then left her a VM reminding her "lady, I cannot adopt one of your numerous cats unless you actually open the door and talk to me."  Thirty minutes later, just as Rickey was  preparing to abandon all hope, the lady appeared, papers were signed, and Pebbles went home with the Hendersons.

The papers claimed that Pebbles was two years old.   A trip to the vet however revealed he's somewhere around ten years.  Rickey's youngest child asked "Daddy can't they just measure Pebbles to figure out his age?" similar to how arborists measure tree diameters to figure out how old they are.  Rickey still doesn't have a great answer for his kid as to why that wont work but, anyway, the bottom line is, nobody knows for sure how old this mystery cat is.  

What we do know is that he's definitely a cat.  And as a cat, he enjoys spending his days either sleeping:

 ...or staring intensely at us until he gets what he wants:

And being a doofus.  For a cat, he's surprisingly aloof, but this only adds to his charm we think.

More non-cat (and cat!) posts to follow. Rickey promises!