I’ve got to tell you cat lovers a cute story. About 1 1/2 years ago we found 2 little kittens under our Catalpa tree. Their eyes weren’t eve open yet. We bottle fed them and everything. Our Vet said “We done good”. Most kittens don’t make it when found like that. We still have them both, and they are clearly my son’s cats, though they are affectionate with all of us. He was the one, a 19 year old getting up in the middle of the night to feed them for weeks! Good thing it was summer, I never could have done it alone, and hubby wanted nothing to do with it, I think because he figured they wouldn’t make it. Anyway, I have this throw blanket over my sofa back. It is SO SO SOFT, and little Blackie (one of the kittens) just loves it. He will knead it, and then put it in his mouth and pull it up over himself. This morning I got up and looked in my son’s room and there on his bed was that throw blanket. Blackie mostly sleeps with my son. Blackie had drug the blanket up the stairs in the middle of the night. Neither of us saw him do it, but I’ll bet that was so cute and comical to see.