Up until this point I hadn’t realized what this cat meant to me. He is my companion while I sit at home, lost in the struggle of writing for a meager living. When the world beats me up pretty badly, which it does at times, Jimmy plunks his 14 pounds down on my chest looks me in the eye and lets me know he’s there for me as long as I keep opening the can.
Norbert and O’Malley are ginger tabby cats. They don’t live with us, but it sure seems like it some days. One belongs to the neighbours next door and the other lives across the street. If you’ve got allergies this is the closest you can come to having cats of your own.