A week ago whilst at work my colleague approached me and asked me whether I wanted a kitten and then showed me his picture. As the phone was just in front of me I straight away called my partner and told him the good news with excitement.
Hold on, don’t ever think that I am an animal lover or to be specific a cat lover because I am not. I was so excited because my partner is and we have been contemplating for almost a year to get a cat to replace the memory of his cat that he lost a few years ago because of old age back in Sri Lanka. He had also a dog that he lost because of old age. The point is not about a dog or about the cat. It is about a deep seated love of my partner for his pets that needs to be filled and encouraged.
For eight years that we’ve been together my partner has never failed to reminisce the antics of his dog and his cat. They have been a part of our daily lives so you can just imagine how excited he is and so I am of the coming of the new member of our small family. You might be surprised but he has already a name. We will call him Alfie.
Alfie will be with us soon, we have to wait for the weaning stage to be over. Another week more if am not mistaken. Even then he is already dominating our topic of conversation. My partner has so many plans for him, can’t believe it. And you know how I stand for this, nod my head and say yes, amazed and well I must admit excited too.
There’s only a little hitch for me. I don’t know if I will be able to cope of the mess expected of a playful kitten boy. It really scares me. I would like to think that our house is immaculately clean and with him around I am not too sure. My partner though has promised this will be under his department. I hope so yet my partner’s happiness is very important to me so anything goes.
Anything and everything for Alfie.
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