Our Two Favorite Eds?

We took advantage of our trip to Minneapolis (to pick Kendall up from college) by visiting a distan-yet-dear cousin, Ed. While Mr.4444 had met Ed once (at a family reunion), he'd never been to his apartment, and each time that Kendall and I visit him, he asks when he'll have the pleasure of Mr.4444's company, too, so we thought we'd stop by. Ed is approaching age 94, but he's very witty. As you may recall, he's also a jokester. When we arrived at his apartment, Ed buzzed us up, and this is what greeted us at his door:

Boy, we all got a good chuckle out of that.

After some delicious rhubarb crumble, coffee and good conversation,

 we headed home, but not before a pit stop to meet our kitten, 

whom we'll be taking home June 8th.

Meet Theodore (Ted), Edwin, Owen, William, or whatever his name turns out to be.

He's a bluepoint, mitted Ragdoll;

and, as my sister Michelle so cleverly pointed out,

he has his father's eyes.

I'm not sure how Cousin Ed would feel about us naming our kitten Ed,

but something tells me he'd have a sense of humor about it.