5 years ago, we received a furry little persian blue cat from a friend. She just dropped him off at our house one day. He bumped into the furniture, ran into glass doors, wobbled around and fell off the edge of beds. We feared that he might be a little...slow.
But he has matured into the rather pompous, majestic, and lazy cat that he is today. However, he's the only cat I have ever met that will NEVER scratch, and that rolls over on his back and lets you pet his tummy while purring happily. We love him to death.
We couldn't take Michael with us to Germany due to the regulations. So My family took him in. My mother is a bit fed up with his fur. Which is long and all over the house.
"He was a little ball of a dust mop when he was younger, now he's just a big one. The only use he would have is if you stuck a pole into him and used him to dust off the furniture."
Yeah..Mom's not too fond of Michael right now. Mostly he just perches in high locations and peers down judgmentally at everyone in the household.
To Eric: There's your picture you requested, unfortunately he was too lazy to get down and pose for me. (not a big surprise) But he's still as beautiful as always.
It was so good hearing your voice last night on the phone. When we hung up I wished I could be there to crawl into bed with you and feel you close. I just sat there listening to the dial tone and feeling this heavy ache in my chest. I miss you so much.
I'm sorry about the silly spider argument, I'm glad we have a relationship where we CAN argue and laugh about it later.
I keep thinking back to our last night together... I wish I could feel your head on my stomach again and run my fingers through your hair...
I love you....