There was a frosty nip in the air today, but a warm sun up above.  Lots
of kits were busy trying to unscrew the light bulbs, steal them, and hide
them off the bridge.  Christmas decorating goes on here every minute of
the day and night because of obvious reasons.  The kits scampered into
the heather and I sat down to wait on Obi.  When he walked across the
bridge, I could not help but smile ear to ear.  What a cute, chubby
little guy!!  Oh the Boss is going to have fun with this one.  I just
know he won't be able to resist rubbing his belly and pinching his little
furry cheeks.  I just knew we had to start work on keep up this little
guys figure right away.
 
So off he waddled, er, walked with me to the snack bar.  He knows hot to
toss back some kibble this one, let me tell ya.  He chased it down with
some shots of linatone, wiped his whiskers and wanted more.  I made sure
he knew where every treat and snack was up here.  I told him if he
snuffled through the clouds, he might find some really special treats.
 
But when he listened to one of the clouds he not only heard his mommy
still loving him, but missing him terribly.  Concerned, he figured out a
way to help dry up her tears.  Memories.  Every time a ray of sunlight
hits her cheek it will dry the tears, and it will touch her heart and
trigger a fun memory of Obi.  I thought that was pretty inventive.  He
might as well be active doing something while he waits for his mom to
come up and cuddle him.  He cant' just eat to keep up his figure.  He
has to exercise to beef up that muscle too.  That way there will be all
the more to cuddle.  Meanwhile the Boss can give him all the wet toes
in the world to nibble and all the cuddles he needs.
[Posted in FML issue 5083]