Happy Father's Day

"Your dad always talks to the cats," my mom announced.

I turned my attention to the kitchen at my parents' house and, sure enough, Dad was having what could only be described as a conversation with the cat. It was the cat my sister and I dropped off at their farmhouse 5 years ago and never came back to get...the cat originally named 'Weed', and regrettably re-named 'Furball' by my mother.

During my 2-day visit, my mom described my hair as "unkempt", my career as "stagnant", my lack of a boyfriend as "disappointing", and my current weight as "something to really work on."

I know exactly why my dad talks to the cats. Exactly why.

Happy Father's Day, and hang in there, Dad.