Cat Daddy.

The wierdest thing happened the other day. When we first got Charlie and brought him home, the cat peeked around the car carrier and gave him a nice hiss. After the days went by, kitty would sit by me when I was holding the baby and sniff at him a little. Finally, one of our church members came over to bring a meal. She picked up the baby and kitty made a bee line for her and was very insistent that he was near her. J tried many times to move the kitty and he kept going back. Was he protecting baby brother? Maybe so. It was just weird. Now I call him Cat Daddy.