I used to have a cat that I was very close to, we were very emotionally codependent. When she died I was devastated. She’s the one whose picture I used for tax the other day.
But over the last few years I’ve made a habit of going to pet shops and just looking at the kitty’s they have for adoption when it’s not out of the way.
Yesterday we walked over to the kennel area, my husband instantly bonded with this baby and I just couldn’t leave without him.
His name is Squirt. He’s very intelligent, and sweet.
Strangely enough, after reading through his paperwork, I found out he born a year and a day after my previous kitty died.