Save for my old cat who very literally saved my life when I hit rock bottom about 8 years ago. Since then I'd had zero intention of getting another pet, but enjoyed interacting with friends' and GFs' pets. Buuuuuuut yesterday I made a new friend and after fighting with myself for several hours over it, I relented and we brought him home. He's one of the few survivors of a nasty situation that was discovered here in Spokane about a month ago, where his mother and the rest of his litter (save for one sibling) all died before he was even weened.
But here's the newest member of the family, Ozzy:
But here's the newest member of the family, Ozzy:
