If you ever needed confirmation that none of this has anything to do with you...
One of the things X said at BD was that I never allowed him to have a dog. It was his lifelong dream to have a dog. I was the dog dream killer. He was so dog-deprived that he couldn't stand it anymore. "Do you know how many times I nearly brought a dog home without telling you?" he cried.
"You wanted cats so we got cats," he said. I absolutely cringe to think back to a weak moment where I offered to get rid of our cats so he could get his precious dog and maybe consider sticking around. "No, those are your cats," he said. We raised those two cats from rescue kittens and they were attached to him, so that was cold.
For the record, my objections to the dog: he wanted a husky and we live in the tropics; he worked irregular shifts at his retail job which would make doggy care difficult; we had two cats that a husky would certainly hunt and kill; we had lived in places that were unsuitable for a large dog; finally, we had a new baby and were struggling with that.
So imagine my surprise when S2 came home with the news this week that Dad and OW have a brand new... CAT!
