When dad dropped off the baby at daycare this morning (at the lady down the street's house), the cat ("Pookie") was sitting on the half-wall between door and living room. F walked over, smiling, to pet the cat, and reached his hand up to her. She reached out her paw and placed it on top of his hand, in a friendly way. Cute, right?
NO! The baby started bawling, crying, full of tears, not just yelling-to-come-get-me-out-of-this-old-crib crying. C sat with him for probably 5 minutes before he settled down again.
Poor baby! But what did the cat do? It seemed harmless!
