Soothing The Skittish Cat
My wife and I were long-distance while dating, and between my last visit and when I moved in, she adopted a cat. The cat was so skittish she hid from nearly everything. She hid during thunderstorms, fireworks, plastic bags being opened, and visitors coming over, and only barely allowed my wife to sometimes pet her.
Me: “When did you know you wanted to marry me?”
Wife: “The day after you moved in.”
Me: *Laughing* “Why, because I cleaned your entire apartment while you were at work and had dinner ready when you got home?”
Wife: “Nah, it was [Skittish Cat]. She wasn’t hiding like I thought she’d be with a new person in the house; she was on your lap! You were even petting her and she was just purring away, happy as could be. You looked up, smiled, and said, ‘I thought you said she was skittish!’ That was when I knew. If you could win over [Skittish Cat] that fast, you were someone I needed to be with.”
Me: “And because you like my meatloaf.”
Wife: “And because I love your meatloaf.”
This story has been included in our June 2020 roundup as one of that month’s most memorable stories!
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