Today my little boy is three!
I picked out Tucker from a litter of kittens that were born just down the road from my parent's house three years ago. He came home with me in early June, and it has been love ever since. Seriously, I know that Rizzo in Grease said that the only man a girl can count on is her daddy, but I have to add my little man Tucker to the list.
He's gotten so much bigger than when I first brought him home, and we've certainly had some fun along the way!
I can't believe I'm posting this on the internet since I am so in pj's and have on no makeup, but this is how small he was when I first got him. This is also where he liked to sleep! Now he prefers my lap or to be curled up by my legs.
All tuckered out.... (he got his name because he would play so hard and then just collapse with exhaustion!)
When I first got Tucker, he got to spend some time with Chelsie, the Himalayan I grew up with. She passed away at age 15, about a year after I got Tucker. He always liked being with her.
Tucker also likes to watch tv. Points to anyone who can identify what tv show I'm watching here. :) It's one of my favorites, and I have it all on DVD.