After losing our old pet, we thought we wouldn’t adopt again and wanted a quieter life.
But at an adoption event, only two little kittens were left—playful, fluffy, and overlooked because they needed more care. One chose my wife, the other came to me. In that moment, it felt like they chose us.
Now, our home is full of toys, tiny paws, and joyful meows—bringing happiness back into our lives.
Alas, I have been taken down by that most vile of ailments, the Man-Cold. If this is my final message, know that I fought the good fight, and only barely whined about it.