Let’s get in the way back machine with Mr. Peabody and go back to 1996….here is a conversation that you would have overheard.
Linda: Let’s get office kitties!
Tom: What? Really?
Linda: Yes, really! I will love him and hug him and feed him and call him George (I could be paraphrasing here). But we should get two so they aren’t lonely. And it will be great.
Tom (with hesitation): Uh, OK!
A little while later a sweet little grey tabby and a slightly goofy white Siamese cross kitten showed up in our office. Our office kitties had arrived. Being the animal experts that we are we named the tabby Ralph and the Siamese JoAnne (long story on the names, ask Tom sometime). Turns out Ralph is the girl and JoAnne was the boy so they were henceforth called Ralphie and Joe.
They both grew into great cats. Ralphie a little skittish and really didn’t like her brother very much. Joe was a beautiful, loving cat, but had some medical problems. Joe lived in our office for about 8 or 9 years. After a long relationship with his veterinarian they finally decided to tie the knot and she adopted him. A perfect new home for Joe.
After her plan of office domination worked and her brother was out of the picture, Ralphie basked in the glow of being the center of attention. Our move to our newest office has brought out an even more loving side to her. She welcomes some guests and spends most days sitting with John or Jeff at their desks and will steal anyone’s warm chair that goes to pick something up from the printer.
all hail the queen
