I have three, but one is particularly “special.”
I found him kind of mangled in a parking garage. He screams when he gets excited, it’s hilarious. There’s always a new noise from him. He comes into a room then you can see that he forgot why he came in, but at the same time he can open complex handles on windows that have push buttons. We affectionately call him an idiot savant, but he’s so sweet.
Oh yes. He also loves belly rubs, he really demands them. He also likes feet massages. Bizarre little kitty.
I miss being fit. Muscle mommies are underrated. All the endorphins. First thing I’m going to do off a grad student salary is get a personal trainer. Fitness makes me feel normal and happy. I lost my six pack here, foo.