When it was finally time to grow up and get a real job. I traded my iguana for a kitten in Wenatchee, WA. The pet store owner wanted a shop iguana and I had recently gotten engaged and was moving to Western WA to start my job teaching at St. Charles Borromeo. I wanted a pet to keep me company and wasn't able to have a dog, so I got a cat who acted more like a dog. She was loyal, dedicated to me and pretty much liked no one else (sorry Mom). She tolerated Julie, Darby and eventually the kids, but I was her human.
We lost her too early after she had a run in with an Easter lily and was poisoned.
If you look close at my Gonzaga hat, you can see it signed by Steve Garvey - along with several other motivational symbols, quotes designed to get me through an inning.
Special points for anyone who can guess where her name "Cricket" came from.
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