Readers may remember a rather somber post I wrote in October following the death of our cat, Ernie. Ernie remains my favorite pet I've ever had and I'm thankful for the years we had with him.
Only a month went by after his passing when I felt a yearning for a new pet. Our household felt empty without a pet. Most of that first month after his death featured a pet, though. We had a loaner: my father-in-law's dog Blackberry. Wonderful dog. As his time at our house wound to a conclusion, though, I started to dread what it would be like when he left.
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| Blackberry in our backyard. |
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| Blackberry awaits a treat that will never come (Sherry was peeling grapefruit, which the dog mistook for meat). |
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| Alex on his first evening at our house. |
So I combed the web to find a cat, and I found one, named Patrick, who looked particularly smart. He arrived the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and immediately treated the house like it was his own.
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| Alex on his second morning at our house, pretending to be cuddly. This was his last time on our lap in months. |
Playful, spry, and curious, he sometimes makes me wonder if he's the same species as our previous pet, who was lethargic, lazy, and needy to a fault.
Oh, and he makes for good memes.
So far he's a far better cat than Ernie. A better pet than him? Time will tell.
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