This is Ryze and he really is perfect. Who would have thought we'd get a cat? But after a really hard month in November, somehow getting a cat was the most logical thing to do.
M (from the other room). Laurie?
L. Yeah babe?
M (still from the other room). Laurie can you come here please?
L (thinking something serious). Yeah, I'm here. What's wrong?
M. I want a cat. (something he's never said before).
L. Ugh, sure. Yeah.
M. I'm gonna go get one. Today.
And behold Ryze. I wasn't even there to pick him out. First thoughts were:
// He's going to snap out of it.
// It's just a phase.
// He's not going to find any he likes.
// He's going to realize that we already have two pets and a third one would be insane.
// Doesn't he know we're dog people?
It seemed that he didn't realize any of that and still came home with a 15 week old kitten. But in his defense Ryze is pretty damn cute. He's crazy affectionate. Purrs 24/7. Loves cuddling with Maggie. And follows us around everywhere. Oh! And we're teaching him to walk on a leash. Pretty cool huh?
Now I'm crossing my fingers for some cat apparel for Christmas.