Willy and Mo, the Tabby Cats Chapter 1 part 2

Willy soon developed a breakfast routine designed to please even the fattest of fat cats.  He ate breakfast and sipped milk at home first.  Then headed next door to my sister’s house, where he ate breakfast and sipped milk again.  Evelyn knew what Willy was up to, but never let him go the least bit hungry. 

I never left Willy at home alone.  He always stayed at my sister’s place next door when I went to school.  There he played with my nephew, David, all afternoon.  David was only five at the time.  He had one of those child sized, toy shopping carts.  David would stuff Willy in the cart and take off down the hall.  When David came to the end of the hall, he would stop and turn so fast Willy would fall out of the cart.  So David would stop, and Willy would jump back in the cart.  Then David and Willy would take off back the other direction.  David would stop, Willy would fall out, and the whole process would start over again.  They could keep up the whole process for almost an hour before wearing each other out.