Fathers Day Cats

There is something we all have in common here at our house. That is that none of us had a long time with our fathers. I don't know for sure who my father is, but he must be a magnificent cat. The same is probably true of Kasey, since cat-dads are not known to stay around very long. He had the longest time with His father, who loved Him a lot, but then he died. The next guy was a very pew father, but He remembered the good things His father taught Him and turned out to be nice. She didn't have anything to do with Her father, and just remembers seeing him a few times. This all means that Fathers Day is not a special day to us, like the others. She told me that they have found a substitute family so He can be a father. He and She are Mother and Father to Cleo'sFamily. They love those people. She gets a lot of joy out of being a Grandmother to so many people, but She is only a kind of Mom to Cleo'sMom and Dad. The main person who benefits is Him, because He has not known what being a father is like. What He forgets is that He is Dad to Kasey and me. When we came here to be their family, He has taken care of us, fed us, petted us, played with us, gave us water -even turning on the faucet in the bathtub so we can play in the water. We are glad that He is our Person-Dad, because Kasey and I know we can trust Him. He might yell, but He would never hurt us. I don't care that He like Kasey more than me, because She makes up for it, but He would protect me just as much as Kasey. So for one of the humans' special days, we are happy for this one, because He was appreciated. And even if I didn't get to share Her dinner, we did get treats when They came home from Cleo's House. We love our Dad.