Right. My guy. You have no idea. We were at the PetSmart. The women were doing their talking talking talking thing. All about Elliott. I looked at him. He looked at me. I said I’m outa here, dude. And he said I’m trusting your lady to get me outa here too. We winked at each other. One long look between us, then I split. All it took.

Do cats love you? For real? Do they? They love me.

Even the toughest, meanest one.

My secret? No baby talk. Whatsoever. All man to man stuff.

Have you seen the club pix? I swear, he comes home every night with new notches on his belt.

P.S. Except for all the female stuff. Cause I’m thinking about Cassie, Penny, and Izzie too tonight. Sweet sweet girls.

We be sad about the girls. Tonight and every night.