Tuesdays with Tucker

 

When he holds his front legs together like this it looks like a heart in his fur.

Such a love, our Tucker. 

aka: Tucker Huckleberry Finn, Tuck Finn, Mr. T, Tucker, Tucka, Tucky, Tuck-tuck, and occasionally when he's being kind of a nudge...*ucker.

When I was a girl we had cats in my family but they were outdoor cats. They didn't have long lives. 

Tucker just turned 9 years old in July and that is the longest I've ever had a cat.

I think he's pretty cool most of the time. 

He sleeps on my chest or down near my feet.

He hasn't quite figured out that it's me moving under the blanket so sometimes I startle him in the night. 

One night Hey-Joe and I were standing at the back door watching that weird starlink thing fly over our house and Tucker came onto the back landing without us noticing. We heard him meowing about an hour later and let him in. 

He's not much of an adventure cat. 

He's more of a cat-napping kind of a cat. 

We love him.