Everyone Else's Pet

Not My Pet

You Were Born!

For Deba

Is that My Animal?

Four years ago, I gave away a piece of myself. My husband was deathly allergic to my cat, Animal, so we had to put him up for adoption.

A nice, elderly gentlemen adopted Animal, and promptly renamed him Romeowwwww. Okay, really, just Romeow with one "w," but that doesn't make it any better.

Today, I was reading an article about a crazy cat lady, uh, because some friend sent me the article. Yeah. That's it.

Anyway, I spotted a photo of a cat who looked just like my Ani. He's even got the thug face down. Whhhaatt?

Oh how my heart aches.