Today was the cats 12th birthday. I had forgotten the date until this afternoon and then all of a sudden it came to me, which made sense of why I woke up with his fuzzy butt planted on my face. I cannot believe that I have had this relationship for 12 years. When I think of the tears that have been shed across his fur, the anxiety attacks settled by his purr, and the laughter he has caused just being himself. I love him and have always said that if he were a human he would be the love of my life. I hope he lives for another 8 years, I want my first child to love him as much as the kids do.
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