My Cats

Jack has been my pet for little more than ten years as of writing this, and I never tire of him. My dad adopted him because his coworkers' cats had kittens, and needed to give them a loving home. My dad knew that I had wanted a cat for my whole nine year life at the time, and showed me pictures of all of them. I almost asked if we could have all of them... but even kid me knew that wasn't gonna happen ^^;

In the photos, I saw none other than Jack. The cutest cat I had ever seen, so cute that I refused to believe he was a boy. I was a nine-year-old girl at the time, I wouldn't be that ridiculous now. While I was gaslighting myself into believing he was a girl, I named him Lexi upon adoption. This was until the vet 'diagnosed' my cat as male. I've accepted it since.

Other than misgendering my cat for the first year or so, I've tried my best to be a good parent to him. He used to be so small, and I can hardly believe it! I can't believed I lived without him before, he's been there for me for such a long time... he's so sweet. He's always there for me when I need a shoulder to cry on.

Because I've had him since he was a kitten, he believes I'm his mother and treats me like a kitten does their mom which his brother does not do. He's also a good roommate, other than meowing very loudly to wake me up at night. He also runs around the my room a lot. He's... definitely a cat, but I wouldn't have it any other way.