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Incidents Show Husbands Big Softies, Experts Say

AUGUSTA, GA - This showed up on our front porch yesterday. It was skittish, but sweet. I let it into the house for a minute so Emmie could pet it. She was beyond thrilled, but Scott set his jaw and bitched the whole time.

"Honey, it's just for a minute," I assured him.
"We are not keeping that animal," he said.
"No crap," I replied. I don't even WANT a pet.

This morning, between traffic runs, the big goober went and bought cat food.

"Uh, honey?"
"I know, I know," he said, obviously disgusted with himself. "But if it stays outside... it's a sweet cat."
"Psh!" I scoffed. "You mean it's OUR cat."

Dangit!

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