Happy Birthday to my dad. He would have been 85 today. His co-workers gave him the cake in this photo when he and my mom bought the farm in Cloverdale.
When I was walking in the park this morning a beautiful orange and white kitty ran across my path. I spent the next several minutes sitting in the sunshine petting this kitty and I can't help but think that my dad sent me a cat today for a little "therapy". In 7 years I've only encountered 4 other cats in this park and I've never encountered a cat that has let me pet it until today. (and no worries about the kitty - I contacted her/his human via the phone number on the collar and all is well).
Happy Birthday to my Dad. I miss him.