If I Was Married to Butterscotch
February 22nd 2009 21:00
Isn’t it wonderful when you encounter someone who is on your wavelength? One of my colleagues loves both cats and dogs. She jokes she is married to her friend’s Labrador just as I joke I am married to Butterscotch.
One Monday morning I said to her, “I saw my husband over the weekend. My brother-in-law was also there.” By that, I meant Gingersnap. “We spent several hours together.”
My colleague was oohing and aahing over how cute they were when another colleague joined in to the conversation.
“Your husband?” he asked.
“Yes. We got married last month and we honeymooned in the Maldives. It was a quiet wedding, just the two of us.”
“Tell your husband to get a job,” he said.
“I would if he could find suitable employment. But there’s not many jobs for cats,” I joked.
“I think there will be a problem if you decide to breed.”
“Well, we’ve talked about it and we’ve decided we don’t want children.” I then changed the subject. “He is the best husband. All he wants is to be fed and stroked. And he’s happy for me to be the main breadwinner – unlike a human.”
My colleague and I aren’t the only ones who feel so much love for animals. My ex-neighbour used to say to her cats, “You’re better than a human.” She also called them her “so bloody handsome” boys and tell them how, if she was a lady cat, she would get it on with them.
My husband and brother-in-law
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