posted on Nov, 8 2017 @ 08:31 PM
a reply to: chelsdh
Ahh a Ralph, there aren't many of them.
I had a Ralph, or rather he had me, he was the first love of my life. Grand stories to tell which I will refrain from except how we parted.
I moved next to a mink farm, and apparently the daily lure of fish was too much for him. He moved to the farm greeting me kindly when I went there but
never returned home.
After that I refused to have a cat for fifteen years, the pain was too great.
Then there was ....oh well that is another tale.
Emerson!!! I have his collection on the shelves just waiting to be read. Among a hundred other titles. Book Rat.