Our animals are smart! They teach us their games. Whoever said “dumb animals” needs to spend some time around one.

If I’m tired or occupied for whatever reason and she wants to play she either brings my arm over with the ball in her mouth or she puts the ball in my hand then pokes me with her paw.

Little Bronwyn knows her name. In the mornings all of the porch kitcats get a scritch before I dish out the food. Sometimes she gets impatient and heads for the bowls but I say 'Bronwyn! No food before scritches!' and she comes running back to me.

With the indoor kidcats, I don't dare utter the word 'treat' unless I'm prepared to hand some out.

Arthur recognizes the words 'I love you.' and slow blinks at me when I say them.

Their brains are like little sponges. And they learn so fast, even when very young.

How sweet Arthur recognizes “I love you” and reacts to it!

back up to start again. rinse , repeat..

Now he just looks at me like he's really offended that I'd think he'd fall for that trick, again.

allow us into their world!