The Tale of Two Cats
Originally, there were two beautiful tabby cats - Thomas and Gregory. Each cat was named after a particular Catholic Saint – St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Gregory the Great respectively. They played together and basically drove their human mother up a wall until one day Gregory was all by himself because Thomas was hit by a car and did not make it. Gregory remained with his human mother and became the most spoiled thing on earth after he told his mother exactly how mad he was at her and that he blamed her for Thomas going away. See, Gregory didn't realize or believe that his mother wasn't at fault for Thomas going away so he was going to teach his mother a lesson. Thankfully, mother was a patient soul, at least with her kitten, and loved him regardless of his occasional temper tantrums.
Various other kitties were introduced to the family over the years and Gregory refused to accept them, because he was still mourning his brother, until one day this stray little black kitten waltzed in the door. The first week or so, Gregory hissed at the little one and occasionally at mother, but eventually, Gregory came around to accepting this little one. Sadly, the little one didn't have a name since he was just wandering the street near mother's work until she brought him in. So, the human adults began to discuss all sorts of names for him such as Benedict after St. Benedict and Pope Benedict XVI, Aquinas, smut face as suggested by the human grandmother, and zipper. Eventually, the human grandmother suggested the name Wilson and mother had to think about this as this would mean her two little ones would have the same name as a priest friend. Eventually, mother relented and allowed the little one to be called Wilson so now we have Gregory and Wilson. Shortly thereafter, this amusing story was shared with the appropriate priest friend and everyone shared a good laugh. Thankfully, it turns out there is another little black kitty named after him. Hereby, the Tale of Two Cats is closed and they lived together happily ever after.
Various other kitties were introduced to the family over the years and Gregory refused to accept them, because he was still mourning his brother, until one day this stray little black kitten waltzed in the door. The first week or so, Gregory hissed at the little one and occasionally at mother, but eventually, Gregory came around to accepting this little one. Sadly, the little one didn't have a name since he was just wandering the street near mother's work until she brought him in. So, the human adults began to discuss all sorts of names for him such as Benedict after St. Benedict and Pope Benedict XVI, Aquinas, smut face as suggested by the human grandmother, and zipper. Eventually, the human grandmother suggested the name Wilson and mother had to think about this as this would mean her two little ones would have the same name as a priest friend. Eventually, mother relented and allowed the little one to be called Wilson so now we have Gregory and Wilson. Shortly thereafter, this amusing story was shared with the appropriate priest friend and everyone shared a good laugh. Thankfully, it turns out there is another little black kitty named after him. Hereby, the Tale of Two Cats is closed and they lived together happily ever after.
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