* After being told AGAIN to take his feet off the table we had this conversation:
R: If this is the last day of my life, I'm gonna be so mad at you from heaven.
Me; Why? Because I wouldn't let you put your feet on the table for your last day?
R: Yep. Live every day as if it was the last.
Me: Except for putting your feet on the table!!
It took 9 1/2 years but I lost Rudy in a store last week. We went into Kohl'd and were looking for shoes for him. As we approached the shoe section, he was distracted by headphones across the way. As I walked into the shoes I called his name. I looked at shoes and called his name. I thought I heard him calling me and answered "in the shoes". A minute or so later I went back out to the main aisle where he had been and he wasn't there. I decided to just stay there thinking he would eventually make his way back there (this is usually what happens in ShopRite or Target, one of moves on and the other catches up- guess he's not as familiar with Kohl's!). As I'm standing there, I hear a page for "Kathy Murphy to Customer Service" I spent the walk there trying not to laugh. When I arrived, he sheepishly came over and we started walking back to the shoes. I asked if he had gone to customer service himself or did someone take him there; he told me an employee took him there. As we got to the shoes he realized that we had been only about 20 feet apart when he wandered off!
We were talking about cats and dogs and how people usually are giving cats away for free but selling dogs. I explained that sometimes dogs are purebred and that's when they are sold. He responded that cats are like hybrids then.
Rudy spent the day with a friend and the friend's grandmother. He told us they had to run some errands and went to the "flowerist" aka florist.










