Sophie breaks the curse!
Something awesome occurred to me the other day. I should end this blog right here, right? Shut up. No, seriously, this is important. Sophie broke the curse! What curse, you ask? Bear with me as I explain this one. Tyler, my first and best cat, lived with me for just about 14 of his 15+ years. Tiger, my second cat, lived with me for just over 4 years. To be exact, just 6 days shy of 4 and a quarter years. His successor, Jackson, lived with me for exactly the same amount of time. Just 6 days shy of 4 and a quarter years. Notice a pattern? I call it a curse. Why the fuck did that happen? Coincidence? Russian hacking? Some strange conspiracy? I think not. Whatever strange thing caused both Tiger and Jackson to cross the Rainbow Bridge after precisely the same amount of time with me will forever baffle me. Whatever caused it, it was not enough time. It never is, is it? Until Sophie, that is. Sophie, as o...
