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Obviously when Maggie moved out Chester went with her. Ever since then the house has been…off. I’m not really going to go into how I’m dealing with this, but I wanted to state that Jojo is losing his mind.

Initial introduction of Chester and Jojo produced this:

Jojo hiding

Everyday, we’d come home and find Jojo hiding on top of the cabinets with his Terminator eye cursing the world. There was no Photoshopery in this pic, it’s just how the camera took the photo.

Soon after we decided that we would forcibly put them together. The resulting product was this:

Jojo attacks!

That was quite entertaining to say the least. This image doesn’t fully capture the magnitude of that altercation. Later there was a similar incident with Jojo and Chester’s face, but we didn’t have the camera ready for that one.

It took about a year, but what was once a bitter rivalry for attention and status in the house turned into this:

Jojo & Chester at window

Jojo & Chester on couch

They were like best friends. Jojo (Joje Michale as Maggie dubbed him eventually) and Chester (Chestnuts as I liked to call him) would walk around the house together, beg for food together, and if you were quick enough you could catch a glimpse of Jojo laying on or as close as possible to Chester. The best was when I was laying in bed a few weeks back, Chester was practically on top of me, and Jojo decided that he wanted in on that action. So he crawled up and layed on top of both of us. He was partially on me and partially on Chester. It was the most cutest and pathetic thing in the world. It was great. Oh, and Jojo pretty much refused to drink his own water, instead he’d drink from Chester’s water bowl. It pretty weird, but it worked for them.

No that Chester is gone, this is what the daily routine is like:

Jojo waiting

Jojo can be seen standing at the back door looking, waiting, crying for his best friend. He’ll just sit there where the water bowl once was looking around meowing and meowing. I’ve not really had to put any water in his bowl, at least not as much as I would think I would need to. He walks up and down the halls and in the bedrooms just looking. I feel bad for the little guy. I miss Chester too.

So I was trimming the beard this morning and noticed something peculiar. There was this large patch of gray just hanging out there. I pointed it out to Maggie and she said it had been there for a while. Now, I’ve notice a few stragglers here and there, but this was the first patch of gray I’ve seen. Looks like I’ve finally caught up to Chester and his massive gray beardness. Pretty soon I’ll be needing the walker and hearing aid. What’s that sonny? Speak up else, I take’a switch to ya!

so vegas was balls. not reign of fire balls but talented mr. ripley balls. this was one of the most not cool vaccations i’ve benn on. and really it was all my fault. everything i could do wrong i did. everything that could go wrong did. it was a one string of bad luck after another. i reckon it was because i had such high expecctions of it but it was suckage.

i really do have a longer post about all the shit that was going on but i’m kinda tipsy so i think i’ll wait until i get a bit more under control to post about that. so tonight we watched biggest loser and project runway. and i have to say that i really lige bigges to loser. the girl Maggie on there looks like katie wich is really disturbing to me. but shes; still on the show and didn’t get voted offf. so that’s cool i reckon. but only becaus her name is maggie. i like dan. i think he reminds me of me when i was super fat. for those that don’t know i was pushing 310 back in the day. i don’t have any pics on line. well i do but i can’t fine it right now. or something. but yeah. i was chubasarous. but i’m down to a good 230 now. that’s still not where i want to be, but i’;ll get there one of these days.

i really don’t know where i was going with this. but i reckon i was going some where. magie is down stairs watching house at the moment. oh, project runways. that’s right. that show is still kinda cool. i’m pissed that kit got voted off. she was hella awesome, but somewhoe gay trucker hat got to stay. oh well, at least christian is still there. he’s a hoot. he’s got some pretty rad heair. i think rommy is going to go to the finals. he makes some pretty well tailored outfits. but what the hell do i know i’m just a fat ass that drinks a lot and. hmm. what?

oh, so i did some math and really i only ever drink alcohol, water and juice. is’nt that crazy? i’ll have a soda when there’s booz up in that shit, but usually it’s just water and liquor or beer or wine and water. right now i’m hooked on the wild turkey american honey. i think it’s wild turkey. is that a brand of liquor? i’m not sure. but i know it’s american honey. that shit is good stuff. it’s like barenjager but less thick. that shit gets up in your gears.

well, i think i’m gonna go lay donw. if i get home in time to get up in the morning to get home tomorrow night i’ll go for a jog. maybe i can beat maggie at our challeng. not katie maggie but cool wife maggie. i challenged her to a nother challege where i challenge her to a certain feat and if she wins then i lose. i don’t like to lose. it’s chester vs. jojo. my monesy’ on the cat. cat = jojo. well, i’m rambing and i think i should slee.

tomorrow (hopefyllly) i’ll get that real vegas post up, including pics of how we watching the monte carlo burn and how i watched the hover dam. night all!

So the other day we introduced Maggie’s dog (Chester) to my cat (Jojo):
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Yeah, that’s pretty much how it went down. It’ll take some time but they’ll be friends.