Me: "I'm never going to be able to have a cat in the house again with all your allergies... Wait... I could get one of those hairless cats!"
Hubbs: "But they are so ugly. Why would you want one?"
Me: "They are so ugly they are cute! Sass looked like an angry, hairless man/monkey when he was born and you thought he was cute".
Hubbs: "Yeah, but you can't choose your kids. You choose a cat. And he was cute..."
Me: "I am getting a hairless cat and I will name him... ummm..." *flash of genius* "Scroat!" *hysterical laughter* "That settles it. Scroat. And he can wear little scroaty sweaters!"
Hubbs: *eye rolling* "What are we having for dinner?"
Me: "Why are you trying to change the subject?" *giggle* "Scroat sweaters... Hey look! Scroat's on the couch Awww... Scroat's making biscuits And when he would sit on your lap it could be a little Scroat on scroat action!"
Hubbs: *heavy sigh and more eye rolling* "Yeah, but they would have to be hairy sweaters. You know... like brown shag carpeting."
Me: "Yes, yes, YES! I love this! It must happen!" *deep thoughts* "I could get two! Just one might be awkward, you know... unbalanced. Scroat and Tum.!" *more hysterical laughter*
Hubbs: *snort* "How about Lefty and Righty?"
I didn't know it was possible but I love this man more and more everyday. We will grow old, happy, and wrinkly together.... surrounded by little, scroaty kitties.
Here kitty, kitty! Come get your sweater!