*Lenka*
I am standing in my kitchen, cooking dinner when I hear a halfway hysteric and very cute giggle in my small front yard and I wonder what Aiden is finding so funny.
Shortly after he giggles again ... and then a third time, followed by a deep belly laugh. I take the food off the stove and walk out to see what he is having so much fun with.
“What are you doing ?” I ask as I find Aiden on my little bench, tears running down his cheeks as he is clutching his stomach.
He seems to have a hard time speaking and he is gasping slightly. “Tigger ... now I know why you named him Tigger”.
“Because he is the same color and he has a lot of energy”. I look around for my cat, and spot him as he comes trotting over with his toy mouse in his mouth, dropping it at Aiden’s feet. “What are you two
