Lefty’s incorporation into the family–and indoctrination into the family obsessions–continues. Just in time for the most important element to be put on hold for a couple of weeks.
A few days ago, he joined me on the bed for a while. I was watching the Mariners beat the Padres, and Lefty seemed to be watching the action with curiosity and perhaps even a hint of approval. I took advantage of the opportunity to let him get a closer acquaintance with The Game.
He was intrigued and gave the ball a good sniff, but declined to demonstrate whatever pitching prowess he might have.
And, as soon as the game ended, he pointed out that there are–at least in his estimation–some things more important.
Subtle, he’s not.
I got the point, however, and began preparing the feline’s evening repast.