When I moved from Boston to Skövde, only Jacoby and Angel came with me. Kylie was always my ex’s cat, and Tessie, who was, in part, a 40th birthday present from my mom, helped raise Kylie and taught her how to cat. As much as I love Tessie, leaving her with Kylie was the best decision.
Clearly, you can see that was the right decision. They are bestest best friends.
Tessie is now 15 (and almost a half) years old.
To look at her, you would never guess she was that old!
I mean, here she is five years ago…she must have a little kitty portrait in her attic!
She still loves boxes.
And warm laundry.
I can’t believe she’s 15.
Kylie turned 13 last April.
She, like Tessie, does not look as old as she is, and is quite healthy.
She is still the only cat of ours who was born in Boston (well, Quincy). Tessie was born in Oregon, Angel in California, and Jacoby in New Brunswick. Only Kylie is a native New Englander.
(Not gonna lie…I do miss that view…)
Kylie is still as pretty as ever, too.
Right from the start, Kylie and Tessie were besties.
Thirteen years later, nothing has changed.