When my granddaughter Ashley kicked me out after I got married at age 80, I decided I couldn’t tolerate the disrespect. My new husband, Harold, and I hatched a bold plan to teach her a lesson she’d never forget, leading to a confrontation that would change our family forever. I never thought I’d tell this story, but here we are. My name is Margaret. I lived with Ashley, raising her after her parents died. But when I told her I was marrying Harold, she said, “You’re too old for a wedding dress,” and threw me out. After everything I’d done for her, I felt so betrayed. Harold took me into his home, and we got married in a small ceremony. We decided to teach Ashley some respect. Knowing that she loved photography, Harold anonymously sent her a ticket to a local photographers gathering where he would showcase his award-winning photos. At the event, Harold introduced our wedding photos by saying, “I found love at 79, which proves that age is just a number.” I addressed the audience by saying, “When Ashley’s parents died, I sold my house to put her through college. I raised her as if she were my own. But recently, she has forgotten that love and respect.” Ashley approached us with tears in her eyes: “I am so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?” We hugged and she invited us to a family dinner, promising never to take me for granted again. As I left that night, I felt a renewed sense of belonging and hope for a new beginning. Realizing that the elderly cat was not at home all day, the owner prepared for the worst. In his younger years, Boris was a real alpha male: he chased the neighbor’s cats and did not miss a single opportunity to approach the females. As a result, the surroundings were full of black kittens just like him. The owner even joked that if Boris were a person, he would have gone bankrupt on alimony long ago. Borka constantly got into trouble: he found himself under the wheels of cars, got into fierce fights with garden cats and even dogs, and once received a blow to the head from a harmful neighbor with a shovel. Despite such a reckless lifestyle, he managed to live to the age of 16. It seemed that this tyrant was really destined to have nine lives. But time spares no one. In his old age, Boris lost some of his teeth and lost weight. From now on, he preferred to spend time at home, next to his mistress, Grandma Nina. The old man even had his own blanket. And when the hostess moved him from one place to another, Boris always continued to settle on this cozy blanket. That day was eventful for Grandma Nina. She did the laundry, went shopping, talked on the phone with an old friend – in general, she was busy and did not pay attention to Boris. It did not even occur to her that the cat could be somewhere on the street or inside the house. But in the evening, the grandmother discovered that Boris was not next to her. The alarmed grandmother went out and called the cat, but he did not answer. “He has hardly eaten anything in recent days. He must have gotten sick and is going to die,” the hostess thought sadly. However, over time, anxiety gave way to irritation. “Probably, he decided to remember his youth and went to the cats. He has no teeth, his fur falls out, but he continues his habits!” – Grandma Nina muttered angrily, trying to calm down. The pensioner went outside all evening, hoping that her pet would return. In between, she drank a sedative. When it was past midnight, the old woman decided that it was time to get ready for bed.
Nervously opening the closet, she suddenly noticed two yellow eyes staring at her. It turns out that Boris followed his favorite blanket when Grandma Nina put it away in the closet. There he spent the whole day.
The owner happily hugged her beloved cat to her chest, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. Boris, in turn, did not understand why his mistress was so upset earlier. For him, it was only important to be close to Grandma Nina, because it was only happiness.