What Momo knows

I've mentioned Momo (short for John the Baptist) before. He's my big ol' orange tabby cat. There will be kitty baby talk in this post. Here is my handsome boy:

I'm a cat person but I'm not a nut. Unlike 'dog-people' who believe their dogs really know stuff, I know what Momo really knows. Momo knows I'm his person but he doesn't know my name. He doesn't even know what 'names' are. Or that I have a job. Or what money is. And he doesn't call me 'momma'. He calls me 'maow'. But he does call me. And he does know things. This will be an ongoing list - kinda like the words your child is learning to say.

Here's what Momo knows:

1. Where his house is.

2. Who his people are.

3. Where the yum yum is.

4. How to get us to open the door for him.

5. How to get us to let him out.

6. Where the best napping spots are.

7. And that when I talkin' baby talks, I talkin' to him!

OK. Maybe that's it. Maybe that's all he knows. Maybe this won't be an ongoing list. But it seems to be enough. Momo said it was anyway.