Billie, my boy, set his toy cowboy hat on my head. Well, he called it a cowboy hat. I called it a fedora. "Giddyap!" he commanded. I looked at him, shook my head, and smiled. I padded on forward slowly. "Yay!" He held me up in the air, then set me down and gave me a kitty treat. Billie's mom, Dillie, came in and picked him up. "Time to go to preschool," she told him, then looked down to me. "Have a good day, Skylar!" she said, then walked out the door. I smiled. They had no idea.
