The weather is starting to be really nice! Now if the sun would just come out and stay out, I would almost say the weather is perfect! I just want to sit outside all day...these are the moments where I wish I had some chairs on our patio...or hooks so I could hang my hammock instead of sitting on my butt on my patio(Which I'm currently doing)...Sigh oh well maybe next year! So I guess it's National Love your Pet Day....I mean I don't know why we feel the need to have a day to remind us to adore the already loved animals in our life. Who comes up with these holidays anyways? But in honor of this oddly specific and slightly unnecessary holiday I thought I would talk about how we acquired my super angsty but lovable cat, Walter! (Who was named by my mom)
Memory #24
So if you have ever had a long conversation with me you will eventually realize that I have a weird attachment to cats. Don't get me wrong I also love dogs, like my dog is basically my baby but cats just have a funny spot in my heart. Can't explain it they just do. When I was in high school our cat, Clyde ran away to most likely die (depressing I know...sorry!) so we were catless for probably a year and a half and boy did I have cat fever BAD! You know how most girls my age sometimes have 'baby fever' because they want a baby? Well I have cat fever. Anyways I would bring it up all the time and coincidentally I would also always get shot down as well. It was primarily my dad saying no to getting a cat (Boo) and my mom never really said anything so I had always assumed she was against it too.
One fateful day though...my dad made my mom a little cranky. Long story short a bunch of people were coming over to stay at my house and my dad had forgotten to remind my mom so our house was a complete disaster! You better believe she was unhappy about it. So at one point my mom and I were talking about it and I randomly blurted out, "We should get a cat to get back at Dad." and to my complete surprise my mom went , "Yes." and then she pinky promised me. Next thing I know my mom and I are going to the pound and looking at cats. That was a really fun day. I remember looking at the crate of kittens and decided which one we would play with first. We both decided on a gray tabby cat and took him to play and I guess along the way we decided he was the one.(Look at how adorbs he is)
Then my dad came home and he kind of just accepted it. Memories like these are the ones that remind me of how many roles my mom played in my life. She was my mom, she was my friend, my therapist, advice giver and most importantly my partner in crime.
Love Always,
Erin
We brought Adidas with us when we went to keep Sam company a couple weeks ago. Walter did not take kindly to Adidas. He was lying in the corner between the sofa and the fireplace and Adidas decided to "take him on." He went in with the fur elevated on this back and his most ferocious barking. He immediately began backpedaling when Walter started hissing and spitting. Adidas decided discretion was definitely the better part of valor. Walter spent most of the week on the edge of the loft looking disdainfully down at that animal that invaded his territory.
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