Don’t get too excited… it isn’t that kind of addition. 

When I was younger and living on my own I had two awesome cats named Malcolm and Chester Thomas.  When I moved back to Michigan a few years ago they set up temporary quarters at my childhood home.  Well, temporary should say permanent. 

Malcolm passed away from old age awhile ago, but Chester has been living and ruling the roost at my sister’s house ever since.  In his old age he was getting a little cranky and not following the rules so I told her that he could come home with me when I went back to visit last week.  I failed to mention that very small fact to Zach. 

A few discussions later he agreed to give it a try.  I’d say they’re getting along all right, would you agree?