For the record, I am not a big animal lover. I don’t hate them or anything, but I am not one of those people that gets all giddy about being around them either. In fact, I always thought that animals could be a bit of a pain. They cough up hair balls, make noise, pee outside of the liter box at times, and can literally get underfoot when walking around the house at night. So it came as a total surprise and shock to me that I would be upset about the recent passing of our family cat. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised because Ski and I had the cat for nearly 20 years. Hell, we had the cat longer than we had the kids. I actually found myself on the verge of tears the other day when I came home and realized that I no longer had to worry about leaving my leather boxing gloves lying on the couch because the kitty wasn’t there to scratch them up.
The Adventures of a Digital Sensei