nine lives. ~lorraine marie, duvall family photographer

They say cats have nine lives…Chester’s working hard to keep up.  The sad thing is, I might have had a little bit to do with that tonight.  Invited over for a Memorial Day picnic with our good friends Ken and Lori, I couldn’t resist giving Chester a few scraps as I was cleaning the dishes.  I mean, who could say “no” to those pleading eyes and pitiful glances?  The problem is, I’m used to really big dogs, and Chester is such a little itty-bitty thing…and the scrap I gave him was just a little more than he could handle.  Uh-oh.  Fortunately, Lori was on hand to swoop in a give Chester a little doggy Heimlich maneuver.  Turns out it wasn’t necessary, and Chester survived the momentary discomfort…soon he was back to his neurotic little self.  (It’s okay if I say that…we all know it about him, and love him just the same).  So glad you’re still here, Chester – we love you little buddy!