So I’m a Weirdo…
October 21st 2010 21:05
Brett and I are speaking again. Since he has never commented whenever I refer to Butterscotch as my husband, I decided to ask him what he thought. To my dismay, he thought it was weird. When I asked why he said, “Don’t you think it’s weird calling a cat your husband?”
“Nope.”
Life is not good in the Brett household. He told me he is having money problems. He is so broke he can’t afford to buy food. Instead, he relies on client luncheons to supplement his dietary needs until he gets back onto his feet. Horrified, I asked him why he didn’t ask me for a loan.
“I hate borrowing money from people,” said Brett.
“I know but if you don’t have money for food…” Then something dawned on me. “What about the boys?” I imagined him saying he has started letting Butterscotch and Gingersnap out of the house so they could catch some mice for dinner…
“I do feed them. They’ve got plenty of food. When I come home, they look at me and I know they’re hungry and I feed them.”
Thank heavens for that.
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