THE BOYS ARE THREE. My gangstas. My sweet babies. The guys. Felix and Oscar.
The guys are 3. I can’t believe it. I remember when I brought them home in July 2017.
I was so heartbroken after losing my beautiful Jelly Donut in March of that same year, and Alexei in June. My house was so empty, and so was my heart.
I needed felines in my home. Sis told me I should get two kittens. And I started looking at shelters (I will admit I looked at Russian Blue breeders, but it felt like I would be trying to replace Alexei, and I couldn’t bear that thought – he could never be replaced 🙁 )
And then I found two action-oriented little black kittens from North Carolina.
Beaufort and Beaumont. AKA: Felix and Oscar.
Happy Birthday to my boys, who make my house a home and are the best little Rip and Tear (my dad’s suggestion for names when he first met them, and there was a lot of fast, abrupt movement). The perfect little pals.
It was gorgeous out today – 64 degrees, slight breeze, bright and sunny. After yesterday’s SNOW, and the continued isolation due to the pandemic, it was time to get my ass outside.
Annnnnyway…long story short, I decided to drive out to the Wayside Inn in Sudbury. It’s beautiful there, and when my family moved to Sudbury in 1976, we stayed there for a few weeks. I love it there.
And when my friend J asked if I wouldn’t entertain her fantastic beast, Floki, the 18-month old Scottish Terrier, I of course said YES because anytime spent with Floki, is time spent living in the moment, at 110% and just having FUN.
