A New Man in My Life

I have finally found a boyfriend.  He’s muscular and handsome, and he really seems to love me.  He’s a sharp dresser with a propensity for wearing black.  He love to be around me, and wants to be wherever I am. He begs to share my bed and he loves to cuddle.  He’s also a nice mixture of brains and braun. What more could I ask for?  A lot actually, because there are a few problems with this new man in my life.  He’s a got mischievous.  He’s scared of bad weather.  He has a jealousy streak a mile wide, and he belongs to someone else.

Not to mention, he’s not the ruggedly handsome man in the picture above; he’s a cat.  He’s not the cat in the picture, but he looks a lot like him, and loves to cuddle like the fellow above does.  Also, HRH, my longtime part Siamese gray tabby, hates him with a passion.  Her jealousy is even stronger.  She hisses and attacks anytime he tries to be near me.  Also, he’s my roommate’s cat, but he’s abandoned her for me.  He does everything he can to get in my good graces, but he can be destructive if I ignore him.  At first, I didn’t particular like him, and I seemed to challenge his male dominance.  He also liked to aggravate HRH.  However, HRH gets the best of him, and he constantly has to pussyfoot around her.
I call him the Black Prince, BP for short.  He’s only a prince because the true queen of the house is HRH. As long as I pay BP attention when HRH is not around, things go well.  He likes to cuddle with me when I take a nap during the day, and when HRH is elsewhere in the house.  When he’s not cuddling with me, he right outside my door waiting for the chance to be near me.  He’s grown quite attached to me, and would be with me 24/7 if HRH would allow it.
So that’s the new man in my life.  Yes, this has been a silly post, but I’m a cat person.  One of my friends calls me the “cat whisperer” because cats seem to be drawn to me and I have a way with them.  Silly as it may be, I just wanted to share with you guys the new man in my life.
Mark Twain once said, “When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction.”  I think Mr. Twain has something there.

About Joe

I began my life in the South and for five years lived as a closeted teacher, but am now making a new life for myself as an oral historian in New England. I think my life will work out the way it was always meant to be. That doesn't mean there won't be ups and downs; that's all part of life. It means I just have to be patient. I feel like October 7, 2015 is my new birthday. It's a beginning filled with great hope. It's a second chance to live my life…not anyone else's. My profile picture is "David and Me," 2001 painting by artist Steve Walker. It happens to be one of my favorite modern gay art pieces. View all posts by Joe

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