a wholesome oscy post
August 13th, 2022 @ 11:13 am
my cat turned 17 this year. i can’t believe it. right before i obtained him, i had a dream about his face – and his green eyes – it stuck with me. i didn’t know why i had that dream about him, nor did i ever want a cat specifically… i just tucked the thought away into the back of my brain until a few weeks later, then my boss’s gf found kittens in her backyard in brooklyn.
when he had mentioned them, i asked if any of them were gray and she said yes. i immediately wanted to see him, but this was 2005 and i don’t even know if i had a cellphone yet, tbh. if i did, it def didn’t have pictures, lol. so she brought a few over in a box, and lo and behold, there was the itty bitty gray goon with his little tennis ball head staring up at me and meowing. he could fit in my hand! he must have only been like 4-6 weeks old.
i grabbed him out of the box and never let him go. i smuggled him home in a cab from bay ridge, brooklyn, comfortably in my hoodie.
i pretty much told my ex at the time that i didn’t care if he wanted a cat or not, i NEEDED this cat, but he was okay with it. oscy lived there his first 1.5 years of life. i don’t know how he survived being in that house… the doors were always open, they had a half unfinished basement, it was a warzone bc of construction, but i digress.