As I’m babysitting my nieces tonight, dear, sweet Violet threw a little tantrum as she watched through the screen door her beloved kitty Conan frolicking around outside. With her 5 month old sissy in my arms, I asked, no I begged her, to just come back and watch some more Peppa Pig on the tv. I would not win this argument. Strapping on their matching jackets, I could not help but want to feel so mad at my adorable niece for throwing such a fit, but her excitement to be outside once she knew she had won put a smile on my face. Oh how I love this little girl.
With her hand in mine, and baby sissy in my arms, we walked out to my sisters gorgeous backyard, over looking acres of field.
And the hunt to find Conan the Kitty begins…
She’s close I can feel it…
What’cha lookin’ at?
Where’d she go?
I think I know where she is..
You can’t get away now..
And they lived happily ever after…