Our relationship has changed. He's been around since I left the dorm and spread my wings as a real grown up... 7 years ago. He has been there through thick and thin, the best roomie ever. I think he knows that soon, he will be playing second fiddle as the little man in my life...
Today I caught him sleeping smack in the middle of Jax's crib... This is the look I got. "What? You mean this isn't a new comfy bed for me? Why you gettin' pissed Mom? I can lay where ever I want around here!" Which is true... he is so spoiled. I am ashamed to say he runs this house, and I live here. He sits on the counter when I cook, he is the ultimate soux chef. He sits on the side of the tub and washes his feet in the water while I take a bath... he is a loon. I love him with ALL my heart... I wish I could tell him that things don't have to be different, just a little different for a while.
Peace, love, cat nip and the search for the cat whisperer...
