Lola the cat is the neglected pet of our family.
Lola is an 8 1/2 year old calico cat that I got from a student in the spring of 2003. I got her after my first year of teaching, and she’s seen it all: my single days, when Greg moved in, then the dining room filled from floor to ceiling w/ cookbooks and wedding presents, and finally when we told her the crib wasn’t for her.
Now, her routine is sitting 5 feet away from Piper and waiting for P to crawl over, pat her, and then Lola walks away…5 feet away for the routine to start again.
She pretends to hate the baby, but I’ll tell you, she’s the first one by the crib if P is upset, and even watches her sleep.