I have two, young, male, rescue cats named Ax and Dently, for you guessed it, accidentally. It’s like having a furry noun and a furry modifier sharing the same space. I’m sure that Dently occasionally wants to modify his brother. Just saying.
Our one-year cat anniversary is next week. My husband and I are still discovering new things about them.
Take exhibit A for example. We have been sheltering in place since the second week in March. We decided we wanted to have some comfort food from our childhood before we discovered the advent of SPAM-aggedon at the grocery stores. Our local grocer still had one can of SPAM Lite on the shelf, but nothing else.
My husband and I haven’t dined on SPAM in about a decade. When we cracked the can open, Ax and Dently bellied up to the breakfast bar like electromagnets to metal.
Who knew they were SPAM connoisseurs? What other secrets are they harboring? A secret lust for Fritos? Or maybe they lean more toward green beans? Only time will tell.
Stay safe and healthy and don’t forget to laugh.