The night before she flew home we sat at the now closed Denny’s and chatted. Neither one of us realizing we liked each other. I forget how it happened but I started to sing a silly kids song. She said she fell in love with me at that moment.
After she went home a mutual friend told us each how much the other liked the other. I moved across the country to live with her a month and a half later. But then after a few months I moved out and drove north several states to live with my dad’s family. Her and I drifted apart and I started to date another woman. We had a kid and then she left me for my best friend.
My now wife and I had kept in touch through email and remained friends. She decided to come up and see me for a weekend. We got engaged a month later, and married 2 months after that. That was 23 years ago next month.
We now live back across the country in my home town. Our baby is about to start college. And we rescue cats and dogs in our spare time (7 & 3 are the current totals).
Daaamn, that’s cold what your ex and supposed best friend did. But I love how it all turned out in the end.
I think you have pet taxes due.
My newest dog, Gizmo, and my son’s cat Jethro last year. Jethro is now the second largest cat in the house. My son found him at the flea market when he was ~4 weeks old.
My familiar, Furiosa dozing at my shop.
My son’s other cat, Kitten, who now lives full time in my shop helping with some Warhammer.
My daughter’s dog Mocha cooling off in the birdbath at my dad’s house.
My daughter’s cat Daisy, who was born with cataracts.
Last year my previous shop cat passed away unexpectedly and in her place I adopted these two sisters. However they live at home with us. The tuxie is my wife’s cat, Luna, and the orange and cream is mine, Mouse Police.
Mouse Police (aka Feival Mousekawitz) dozing in a new box.
A selfie from Mouse.
Jethro and Mouse checking out the onion that grew out of the pantry.
Jethro likes to steal bananas.
And a more recent one of Jethro and Gizmo wrestling. Yes he looks like he is screaming. Yes he instigated the wrestling match. He is known to provoke Gizmo when she stops rough housing with him.
Freyja and Daisy eating. They were both adopted together at the same time from the shelter, but are not related. They both had horrible cases of ring worm when we got them. Freyja is scared of everyone but is finally warming up to my wife (after being with us for 7 years). I have found a spot where she lays and I can pet her without her running away.
Bonus of Kitten (she is not a kitten, she is 4+ years old, just my son is not great with names) playing mimic at work.
Not appearing in the pictures are Azrael. A black cat my wife found 6 years ago while playing Pokemon Go. Azrael was in the middle of the road in front of the Catholic Church. She is our largest cat by far, and as is Freyja, scared of everything. Azrael was about 6 weeks when she came to live with us.
Thank you for sharing all the pictures. I love the different names and your write-ups. Jethro seems like such a character. We always imagined our Murphy to be a rough-houser like that, but we never had a dog and our other two cats wouldn’t it.
Murphy’s “scream”:
I have never been in a store with a cat but would totally be a frequent customer if I ever found one.
I understand if you’re not comfortable, but where is your shop? It looks like somewhere I’d like to shop.
