One of the first posts will have to be about Boris. My great buddy, who sometimes go out for days, but it's always full of love when he comes back (aren't all the cats?). He was named after Boris Becker, the tennis player (don't they look a lot like each other? haha). He's almost 2 yo and still amazes me with his ability to be always looking everything like its the first time. Every morning he smells the garden, the walls, the doors and my feet like he just arrived here. So fun. My little ball of fur.