Every now and then, especially when there’s a dog-, um, cat-pile on my couch, I like to remind myself why Brigham is in our family.
When Tom and I first got married, our first home was near a lot of restaurants, so we had a few unwelcome cockroaches. We heard that cats could help with cockroaches, and my friend was getting rid of a cat because he was too aggressive with her kids. It was the perfect scenario; we didn’t have any kids and this cat had a feisty reputation. When Tom and I went to pick him up, he bodied a baby and then leaped off the couch and tackled a toddler that happened to be walking by.
And now, this. We’ve all come so far.