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Butterscotch is officially ours.
Since the beginning of February we’ve been cat-sitting.
And I was dreading the day we’d have to say goodbye.
But the owner seemed to have move on from the cat she owned for 13 years.
She asked if we wanted to keep him.
We debated.
We really love him.
We’d love to call him ours.
But we debated.
After another conversation with said owner about the cat’s pick-up date
(which was supposed to be 2 weeks into our cat-sitting duties…
and then a month…
and then two…
and then the end of May…
and then the first of June…
you get the picture),
we decided to tell her that we’d love to keep Butterscotch.
So that’s what we’re doing.
We love him.
He totally loves us.
And I am already dreading the day his little heart ceases beating.
He’s old after all.
But for now, I’ll just keep snuggling with his chubby self.
