When my husband and I met, he also had two furry children.
Misty was less than 3 years old and had given him good company and some interesting times as well. She liked to play with ice cubes around the floor...she would do that and typically lose them under the fridge where they melted.
We don't have many pictures of Misty, either...Charles was sweet enough to realize that my cats were not going to ever get along with his cats.
One of us had to give and he let me keep mine. His reasoning was that I had had mine longer, much longer. Both of his were adopted by a family. But I am not going to ignore the fact that he had them.
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