Have you met my baby boy? Here he is. Hershey Kiss. He is such a loyal cat and a great brother to Reagan. Not too long ago, I opened my bedroom door and startled him. He was under a blanket and was wearing a baby bib that said *Who needs Santa, I've got Grandma*. Guess how he got that way? She sneaks him some food or some extra treats. He humors her. Many nights I wake up on the absolutely edge of the bed and discover that he is stretched out as far as he can on the far side of the bed and that is why I am dreaming of falling off a cliff and wake up startled. Hershey is the best.