Lewis the Cat

Keep scrolling if you don't want to read about my Cat. Go check your email instead! Or your Insta feed! What? You don't care about my cat. Ha ha. Everyone who meets Lewis loves Lewis. He is pretty much the best cat ever. If you are not a cat person like me, you would be if you lived with Lewis. I'm still not a cat person, but I love my Lewis. He is kind of fascinating and I'm in awe of how he can sleep for 22 hours a day. Some days when I have a lot of things to do, or places to be I want to trade places with Lewis. Ok, not really. Lewis eats the same hard pebbles every day. How utterly boring would that be. Seriously. So no, I don't want to be a cat. But if I were a cat I would want an owner just like me, I'm a really great cat owner if I do say so. Lewis is lucky to have me. Are you still reading this? You haven't left to go scroll through Facebook yet?  Ha ha. I'm shocked. I empty my phone every so often and I always have 5 bazillion pictures of Lewis. Who takes all these picture of Lewis? I don't think I do. It must be Lydia. Ok, it's probably me and Lydia. I bet Tyson takes some of them too. Lewis does love Tyson the most. I don't know why? I'm the one that keeps him alive. Whatever. Ok. The end. Go snap chat your friends now. I mean.....enjoy looking at pictures of Lewis. 

Dude get off my table! 

I hit the spot. 

I was taking a picture of my birthday board and he needed some camera time. 

He is always so kind to wake up from his naps and supervise me while I unload the groceries. 

He always makes sure Lydia gets in her 20 minutes of reading. Thanks Lewis. 

In the morning he looks at me with thirsty eyes and asked me for a drink from the sink. 

He is our nightly entertainment when we have gecko's in the house. He meows and lets us know they are there. 

Lydia and I had to take him to the vet to get some shots and papers so he could fly across the ocean. 

He got out of his cage and jumped onto the display shelf. So embarrassing.

He was a good little patient. 

He needs at least one time a day to snuggle with Tyson. 

And about once a year he tries to hide in my pantry. 

Whenever the kids are eating breakfast at the counter he props himself right here to be part of the party. He has major FOMO. 

But the rest of his life he spends doing this. He has a pretty great life if you ask me. 

You're welcome Lewis.