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My ex asked our kids to feed the cats.
As they don’t drive, what he is doing is asking me to feed the cats.
I agreed because they love seeing our old pets, and I miss seeing them, too. I allowed myself to go inside since I hadn’t been there in a long time. As he’s away on vacation with his girlfriend, it was okay for me to visit the cats. There was no chance the ex would be there.
There was a concern, however. What about if he had a photo of his girlfriend on display? Would there be signs of a woman’s touch in a bachelor pad? A feminine sweater hanging off a chair would show that she had a presence in his life.
Sitting in his driveway, I debated. To go in? Stay in the car and wait?
No, the idea of some other woman wouldn’t stop me from seeing my old cats. I missed seeing them. It wasn’t their fault that Mommy and Daddy got a divorce. I breathed in deeply and walked inside.
There was no sign of any photo. His man cave-style living was, as I remembered it from my last visit. That was before I decided that being his friend was not viable. I could breathe a little more. My previous kitties ran over to say hi. I sat with them and gave them kitty rubs and hellos. They were so sweet. Seeing them made me sad, as it…
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