Today marks the 7th Anniversary of me and Sal being together. I always find this day special because for 21 years, I HATED cats, despised them, never wanted to be near them. Back in 2001, I was living in a house of 5 girls (one being Rachel), and they all moved out for the summer. I was in this house with no one. My co-worker comes into work and says she is moving, and she can't bring her cat. (Big deal right). Well, no one was interested. I started feeling bad. She said that he would probably be put-down if someone didn't take him. I started thinking about how lonely I was and decided to take him. His name at the time was Jean Baptiste Moeller. They called him "Moe". It didn't fit his personality to me, so I wanted to name him after an artist. Salvador Dali!
I had a rough couple of months of him being out of control-and me not knowing how to raise a cat. A broken TV, broken lamp, broken blinds, a night waking up with him caught in a tapestry of Salvador Dali on my wall!!!, and many, many scratches--we made it work. I love this guy so much. Anyone who knows me knows this already. I can't imagine life without the little guy. So I dedicate this post to him!
The picture is our first week together.