Say “Hello” To My New Boyfriend Sebastian!!!
When my cat Kiki died last August at 20 1/2 years of age. I never thought of getting another cat. My other cat Joe (almost 19) and I seemed to be just now use to it being me and him for the rest of our lives. Then this little fellow showed up in the back yard relaxing on a comfy outdoor couch with Beans, my friend Stephanie’s beloved cat. Of course, I had to take him in and become his foster gay until I could find someone who wanted to love him… and Joe just hissed and chased him the whole first day anyhow.
This was not going to work.
There was night time drama.
The next day was a tad better… and the day after that even better.
My hunky neighbor told me that the little guy was living as a stray for at least three months and he fed him when he saw him roaming about… and even climbed a tree to rescue “Harry” (that’s what he named him) from the harmless Great Dane that had startled him. Well, yesterday I sat on the couch re-watching Brideshead Revisited for like the 20th time. Joe was sleeping on my lap and “Harry” was stretching in his sleep… looking ever so cute and totally comfortable. I looked at him and kinda fell in love right then and there and decided I wasn’t letting this one go… and his name would be Sebastian.
Tonight I watched Mad Men with Joe & Sebastian sleeping on my lap. They touched noses. LOVE!