I want an orange cat bad. Really, just any cat. But I think cats with orange are top notch and I don’t want a calico or black cat because every one of them I’ve met had serious ‘tude. One morning recently, barely after saying good morning to each other, B turned to me and said, “We should get a collie for Pearl.” I laughed at the thought of a 60-pound collie trotting alongside little 25-pound Pearl, and then laughed even harder at the fact that that is what Bryan thinks about first thing in the morning.
Either way, conversations like that in a room with these views is worth sharing.