The whole truth and nothing but the truth about my husband, his parents, and me - That Woman.
Monday, January 18, 2016
In which Primo borrows back the cat
I have a visitor tonight.
[The neighbor who has adopted the cat] asked last night whether I'd like to take her for the night, and I thought I shouldn't because it might disrupt the adoption process (and because I was busy watching tennis and going through papers). I was going to visit her at [neighbor's] this afternoon, but that didn't work out, so I decided to take her up on the offer of a kitty for the night. smile emoticon
someone should start a cat lending library
I was afraid that things had changed too much here, but she's up on the counter drinking from her dish.
Added: The photo that is supposed to be above. Stuff does not copy well into blogger.
Two weeks before our wedding, my husband's parents called to tell him 1. they weren't coming and 2. he shouldn't marry me. Since then, I have gotten along with them about as well as you might think. PS They died hating me and disinherited my husband. PPS None of this is made up. None of it.
And now, Primo is running for state-level public office. And - it's not fun. For either of us.