a day with duma

duma normally doesn't like to sit still for long. he has a frisky kitten heart. but today we cuddled up and when i roused him to play he said, "need more sleepies," and curled back up again.

if you know bobby and i, you would assume duma would be "my" cat. quite on the contrary. bobby has inherited the dad gulley quality for attracting animals andkids. duma jumps to bobby's voice and runs to him. he follows him everywhere he goes. he sits on his lap, curls his body so that it touches his, and even slept on his side of the bed. (before we got duma, bobby said no cat on the bed!) i don't think he knew how much a kitty could take over his heart. he was saying things like, "i can't believe i'm getting a cat." and yet, its bobby who carries duma, gets him food at midnight (and comes back with a little more...balls for him to play with and a special kitty bowl to eat from). bobby also calls me everyday to check up on duma.

its so beautiful to see bobby so takenwith the irresistible cuteness of duma. i think duma has the same magic as bobby: charm. he knows when to be wild, adventurous, confident, assertive, playful, quick, agile, and energetic and when to tip his head so snugly you have to pet him and say, "aw!!!" he has high wild cat legs and cheetah speed. he darts up and down the stairs like lightening only to turn his head for a quick rub. his snuggles melt you making you not want to get up for fear of losing the sweet spot. bobby is sure he is the best cat in the world and keeps asking me if i have ever known a better cat. ah! i love having two boys in the house.

best buddies