I have a new sidekick and I'm really psyched. His name is Gus, and he's a Ragdoll/Maine Coon mix Mark and I adopted from a local animal control. My last writing buddy, Tito, is actually how I hurt my back--he had cancer and wasn't eating; I twisted the wrong way trying to force him to and lost my balance. When we had to put Tito down last month, it was like ripping my heart out. I couldn't even go along with Mark to have it done. So enter into my life two beautiful new companions, Mali, a scrappy little Burmese, and Gus, this wonderful boy twice her size. Now our little cat "family" is complete, and what's even better is that Gus already "knows" his place. Right there sprawled out in front of the monitor, loving on a student poem. Now, just as long as he doesn't stand up and block the screen. :)
I have a new sidekick and I'm really psyched. His name is Gus, and he's a Ragdoll/Maine Coon mix Mark and I adopted from a local animal control. My last writing buddy, Tito, is actually how I hurt my back--he had cancer and wasn't eating; I twisted the wrong way trying to force him to and lost my balance. When we had to put Tito down last month, it was like ripping my heart out. I couldn't even go along with Mark to have it done. So enter into my life two beautiful new companions, Mali, a scrappy little Burmese, and Gus, this wonderful boy twice her size. Now our little cat "family" is complete, and what's even better is that Gus already "knows" his place. Right there sprawled out in front of the monitor, loving on a student poem. Now, just as long as he doesn't stand up and block the screen. :)
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And I hear you about the "best friends ever." They really are, aren't they?