I came over to Bolton Terrace this morning to keep Jack company while Roxanne is at St. P’s rehearsing for Noye’s Fludd.  Jack is two days post-op and I thought I might have some nursing duties here; however, we are just watching the Army/Air Force game.  You can see who is in charge of his health, both mental and physical.

Of course, Gibby was actually in charge, as all cats are.