That’s it. No More Boys.
October 27th 2011 21:00
I finally got my update on the boys. Not that it was much of an update.
“They’re now hers,” said Brett, referring to the vet who adopted them. “I’ve cut myself off from them. I love them. They were a big part of my life and now they’re hers and I’ve had to cut myself off from them."
I was not happy to hear this. Of course I knew that Brett had adopted them out but I had secretly harboured hopes that one day I would be reunited with Butterscotch and Gingersnap, especially when Brett had told me she was looking after them until she could find a permanent home for them. And that permanent home was my friend’s, who Brett had assured me was at the front of the queue.
On the other hand, I could understand him not wanting to uproot them again, especially when they had become friends with the vet’s Labrador. The image of the three of them napping together is cute enough to put on a box of Kleenex tissues. Hey, maybe I should suggest that.
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