Antiques Chatroom Board

My first cat was a barn cat; a buster of a grey tabby, named "Tuffy" - who was anything, but; he followed my father around in the way a dog would. Somewhere, there is a picture of we two - the cat, and I - sitting, together on the stoop of our house. From that vantage point, the cat was every bit as tall as I was. Speaking of grey tabbies, Earl is demanding a bit if face time, and says, "Hello". He's learned that sitting in front of the PC monitor is a sure-fire way of getting my attention.