You and Taylor were on your way to your former home, your visit intended to pick up your cat and bring it home with you and Taylor.
Yes, this was counted as adoption. After showing Taylor your cat, a picture of it anyway, she fell in love with either the cat, or the story that was attached to it. When your parents were first going through a divorce, you were so down. But because you had an amazing relationship with your brother, he surprised you one day by taking you out to lunch to your favorite sandwich shop; Jimmy John's. After lunch, he asked if you would want to go and look around PetCo which was right next door. You agreed and thought he was looking for something he needed for his own dog, but as you walk by the adoption center for cats, he caught you looking at them and said if you wanted one, to go ahead and choose the one you want and that he would get it for you.
"I'm not letting you spend your birthday money on me." He just shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. I want to get you one. Please?"
Before either of you could say a word, your brother suddenly got an idea and took you back out to the parked car. Once you were both in, you wonder what he is doing and soon realize that he was looking cars for sale on KSL. He found someone not far from here that was selling a litter of them for five dollars and had you call them.
As you called them, you also confirmed the address and headed that way shortly after. You were beginning to feel guilty on the way and almost asked him to go home but when he said something, you couldn't bring yourself to do so.
"Y/n, are your excited that you're getting a cat?" You could really hear the excitement on his voice and decided to let him do this for you and that you would pay it forward in the future as a thank you to him.
"Very!"
"Do you have a name for him?"
You went over through some in your mind, but when you thought back to family guy, you had decided that was the name for him.
"Paul."
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Taylor couldn't handle the sight of you so upset after you had got off the phone with your dad.
You were almost in tears when she asked you what was wrong, but once you had calmed down, you told her.
"My dad said I can't have the cat anymore if I'm not living under the same roof as he is."
Because of a cat lover she is, she offered to let you bring him in and wasn't taking no for an answer. Yes you kept your cat under the same roof still, yes you weren't there to be there to take care of him. Other than Taylor, your baby had meant the world to you and you don't know what you would do without him.
The both of you now had your cat at the home you shared, safe and sound.
(Based on a true story. Of course I tweeted it to put Taylor in the story, this is just picturing yourself in my shoes)
