This poor cat weighs nearly 50 pounds. Fat Eric, you've got some catching up to do!
Quick story: When we first got Victor, we shut him in a bedroom with a portable radio playing. One morning, I heard this awful noise from the other end of the house, like someone parked with their radio blasting... but it was a little between stations and I recognized the DJ from the CLASSICAL station! So I ran downstairs, and our little RCA Victor had accidentally turned the volume to 11 and bumped the station selector just slightly off. He was hiding under a table, as far from the radio as he could get. Poor baby! Or was it on purpose, to get me to come play?
Bonnie & Victor won't be blogging this weekend. We beans are going to Rockford, Illinois to play with our toy trains at a show. But we're leaving lots of good food out and one of the sinks will be dripping. We'll also leave a light on and the radio on for some company. We'll only be gone 1 night and there's a neighbor with a key, so if we were really, really delayed, we'd call her.