Love waking up to his sighs and those eyes, patiently waiting for me to wake up and cover his face with kisses. He follows me when I go to start my coffee and once it’s done, we make our way outside…before the rest of the family wakes up. It’s just him and I and whatever the weather is like. We sat watching storms in the distance. We sat feeling both the breeze of the spring and the chill of winter. We have listened to the crickets and the birds. It’s all peaceful and calm unless the fat orange cat makes an appearance. At that point…ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE! The calm is replaced with barking and meowing and Cysco walking back with a defeated look on his face…the cat can climb the fence and unfortunately he can’t.