I had Axl since he was about 2 weeks old. He was abandoned in a barn and Mama saved him. That was in 1990. He grew into a big mean outdoor cat that everyone gave a wide berth to. (except me) He mellowed as be became a nitty old man, and actually looked forward to poker night (I think) cuz he'd get extra ear scratching from Gary. Axl will always hold a special place in my heart. He wouldn't let a soul pat him, but me? I'd dress him up for holidays and pose him for Christmas cards.
He lived to 20 years old. I made the difficult decision to put him to sleep about 2 months ago. He'd been very sick for about a year but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Finally, I couldn't NOT do it. Sweet Axl Rose, named after one of my favorite singers (AT THE TIME).
Then I got this baby:
This kid here is the best thing that ever happened to me. Raising this kid here is the most important job I will ever have. When I got this kid here, Axl stopped being my baby and became just a cat.
He just came in from picking me some flowers, and says he's my slave for the day. Anything I want! You guys should all follow suit. What a Happy Mother's Day that would be.
I have him though. I already have everything I want. Doesn't he have pretty eyes? He got them from his Mama.
Oh, played that cash game last night with all the brothers. They were so happy to see me, yet a little intimidated too. They kept saying "We'll give you the cash game. No one can touch you in a cash game, but you ain't the same in a tournament". That's sooooo wrong. Tournaments are my strength, but I'll let them think what they want. Idiots. I came in first place in the last Goddam tournament I played with them. I was shortstacked and came back to win the whole shebang.
Left the cash game up $25. BFD but at least it's a win. So there I am at a cash table with all these guys and me. All the brothers are drooling like dogs looking at a steak. And TALKING about said steak too, like she wasn't even there. One guy got into too much detail bragging about "if you go black, then you never go back". Well those are my words. His words were like "You need a black man. A black man will go for an hour straight. Hell I'll do it in the car first and then go an hour". Ick. This was one of my LEAST favorite brothers, so my answer was "Yeah but you're the ugly one".
Table DIED laughing and he shut the fuck up. Bonus!