This little guy has been visiting me at work almost every day for the last few weeks. He lives across the street and he comes running as soon as I pull up in the morning.
Evey, Lou and Mulligan. Evey is my spirit animal now. Lou was a rescue, as you can tell from his mismatched vibe, he didn’t come from a happy home, but we fixed that, he’s five months old here.
The orange cat is Thorin. He’s 13 years old and a little cranky with other cats, especially younger ones. He doesn’t have the energy to keep up anymore. Rory is ~1 year old. Super playful, and so sweet she’ll give you a cavity. But she’s a little much for the old man sometimes.
This was her first winter in a place that actually gets snow and she loved. If I let her she would just sit outside all day. She’s half husky, but her coat is 100% husky.
I got Mulligan, or as we usually call him Moop after a long stay in the ICU. I asked my partner if I survived could I have a puppy? He of course said yes and I spent months dreaming of this boy from my critical care bed. I received a new set of lungs during that stay in the hospital and that summer we brought Mulligan home. Mulligan is named for my surgeon, Dr. Mulligan, which considering “a mulligan” is a do over I’m reminded the universe does have a sense of humor sometimes.