Remember your spouse!

In the middle of our 5th gin and tonic we heard a scream from our yard: “MIIIaauuuauuauuauauauuaHhhh!”. We watched. Yep, there was a cat in distress. Btw, we used to own and love one special one for odd 20 years. Now there was a similar one behind a Tira Tiraa security gate.

So, back to the backstory, where was the guard? How come they wouldn’t aloud a cat in? We bought them food, drinks… and for the cats also.

Cat yelled again: MIAAAAAUUUUUUHH! Heartbreaking. The gate for our Condo was still closed. The cat was still left outside. The cat was still not happy.

My five yelled: Have to go! And there she went to rescue the cat behind the security fence. She clicked xxxx and the gate opened. The cat was rescued, saved. Stretching her limbs she went under the plastic chair to sleep, feeling secure.

I watched, a newly filled GT glass in my hand. My wife went. For a cat. Left me. Watched until my eyes filled with tears. Not because of the freed cat, because of my wife. Why her? Why me? Chose a slightly drunken hippie as me?

Do you love your spouse still? I adore mine, after 24 odd years. Hope you do as well?

Pikku Apuri