Peanut: the personification of unconditional love and affection
Peanut: the personification of unconditional love and affection? Well, kind of.
Meet Peanut, my cat. Yes, Peanut is the one I brought into this marriage! My mother found her in the newspaper as a kitten. Appearently she was an abandoned kitten in much need of food, shelter, and love so she was brought home. Pretty much instantly she became mine. Cats are like that. Apon entering a home, a cat will choose who will be their favorite and attach themselves. Well, I became Peanut’s, and she mine. When I left home and married, she came too. I’m not sure if Sarah realized that Peanut was part of the package but in time she came to accept Peanut as her own, too.
Peanut is the kind of cat who loves to be loved, but can’t settle down. She’l let you pet her, scratch her, rub her, but she won’t always lay down and relax, she’s always got to be circling around on your lap, rubbing back, and popping her back straight up as if saying, “I love you, I love you, I love this, keep scratching, I love you…” but won’t just settle down. You have to ignor her for her to lay down and relax and then it’s in your face as if trying to get your attention.
Just like any cat, she’s quirky like that. Well, that’s my second love (don’t tell Sarah, I think Peanut is already trying to make her jealous!). Don’t pick on me because of some silly notion you may have that cats are for girls because they are for all of us! They help to keep us tender, loving, and even young, and what man doen’t need that?
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