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I got divorced from my first wife in 98. We've stayed in touch since we have a now adult daughter. We have a grandson. I gave him the nickname "Tooter".
About ten years ago I picked up a little calico kitten off the street, I named her "Cooter" and she's still with me.
Couple of years ago, I picked up the ex to drive her to a doctor's appointment. On the way I told her "Tooter's getting big. Old enough I think to ride behind me. Around the neighborhood, trips to the store and whatnot. This weekend we're going to the shop to find a good helmet that'll fit."
She stared at me without saying a word. I was looking at the road as I drove but I could feel her looking at me.
Finally I asked her "WHAT?!"
She said "Now let me get this straight. You're buying your CAT a helmet?"
About ten years ago I picked up a little calico kitten off the street, I named her "Cooter" and she's still with me.
Couple of years ago, I picked up the ex to drive her to a doctor's appointment. On the way I told her "Tooter's getting big. Old enough I think to ride behind me. Around the neighborhood, trips to the store and whatnot. This weekend we're going to the shop to find a good helmet that'll fit."
She stared at me without saying a word. I was looking at the road as I drove but I could feel her looking at me.
Finally I asked her "WHAT?!"
She said "Now let me get this straight. You're buying your CAT a helmet?"