In Memory of Velcro the Cat (1987-2007)
In his younger days he would make himself "available" to the grandkids in exchange for the good cat food.
One of his favorite places to perch was on my sister's head--or anyone's head--but hers was his favorite. He loved to run his paws through human hair.
Velcro sat on my son's head one day watching him eat a bowl of cereal.
He had learned to say "Hello." It was sort of a "yewo."
In his later years he thought he was on an equal with my youngest brother of about the same age. In fact my brother is just slightly younger than this cat. Velcro and my brother had a rather interesting sibling rivalry. My brother would complain that the cat would not stay out of his room. "Mom," he would say, "would you tell Velcro to stay out of my room while I am at school." In turn, Velcro would sneak into the room any chance he got, just because he could.