Photo Friday: Meow.
I’m a cat person, I always have been. I’m not anti-dog, but I adore cats. I love their personalities, they’re more people like. You have to work for their love, but once you have it, you have it forever. If we’re out and about, and a random cat passes by, Mr. Badger knows I’m gonna try to go pet it. I can’t help myself.
This was my first cat, we got her when I was maybe 11 or so. I had to convince my dad to let us have one, since he was anti-pet. We named her Paw McCartney, so my dad would even look at her, but we called her Bej. Don’t ask, it’s a random story. She was big, I mean, like BIG, and was mean to everyone but me and my mom. Here she is as a kitten:
Then there was Moe, who I got in college. He was, arguably the best cat ever. Even dog people loved Moe. My dad loved Moe, which says a lot. I brought him home as an older cat, since I was busy all day, and felt it’d be mean to a kitten to not have space to run around and what not. Three years later, he had gotten a ginormous tumor & started having seizures. The doctor had even said that he must have loved being around me so much that he lived well past when he should have. Plus, he was a ginger, which is my favorite type of cat. I don’t have a lot of pictures of him, at least not scanned in, so you can see his rump.
After Moe passed on, it was too lonely being in a quiet apartment, so I got not one but two cats. I ideally wanted an adult pair that needed a home, but when I went to the shelter, there was a pair of one year olds that called out to me. The woman took them both out, and the boy cat started cleaning his sister. How could I say no? My friends and I were in Atlantic City for a weekend and worked on naming them. The rule was that they had to be a non-incestuous naming pair – so no Sonny & Cher, since was a brother and sister. One was mouthy and the other was quiet, so my brother voted for Jay & Silent Bob. Mr. Badger wanted Arlo & Alice. My friend S was amazingly not drunk when she cracked herself up with the idea of Almond Joy & Mounds (you know, because Almond Joy has nuts…). In the end, it was Roper & Furley, named for the landlords on Three’s Company. If you don’t know who they are, you are too young to read my blog.
While Furley passed on this January, Roper has more than stepped up as V’s big brother. He’s very tolerant of his wanting to snuggle and play, and at the end of the day, just wants to snuggle with us 
. Can’t ask for better than that!
Want to see more cute pets? Check Calliope’s blog!
