Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for November 18, 2012

Yes, Arlo, he’s counting on it…He’s a cat…

There comes a time in the life of every set of servants to a cat, where they ask themselves that question. However, I am proud to admit that one of the many cats I’ve been associated with over my lifetime, I taught to roll over, and once we went on a walk around the block, and the cat was completely unleashed and free…‘Cat’ stayed with me and we successfully finished it in reasonable time.

In ancient Egypt cats were gods…they’ve never forgoten.

I am not my cat’s staff, I am his lounge chair.

Ludwig is an odd looking cat, but he certainly acts like a real one.

My wife and I had two cats right after we got married. They would follow me around like dogs. If they were in front of the house and I went out the back to get the mail, they’d stop patrolling the front of the house, come around to the back and fall in behind me on the walk to the mailbox (collective mailbox at the other end of the block). They’d wait while I got the mail; they’d follow me back to the house. I’d go in the back; they’d go back around the front of the house and resume patrolling. I didn’t teach them that. After all, you can’t teach a cat anything.

In their early ‘80s, after 25 years without a dog, my parents adopted a stray Shih Tzu. After a few months, Dad commented, "I don’t know what we used to do for entertainment."