Originally Posted by rodi
I had a roommate who had a cat that I renamed Cato.... It would pounce unexpectedly, no matter where you were in the house. I was brushing my teeth once and had the cat jump on my back from atop some shelves in the bathroom.
I had a roommate who had a cat like that, too. I didn't rename him (Noodles was his name) but he did like to ambush me once in a while, one time drawing blood when he scratched up my leg. I had a plate full of hot food, lucky I didn't drop it!
Retired in late 2008 at age 45. Cashed in company stock, bought a lot of shares in a big bond fund and am living nicely off its dividends. IRA, SS, and a pension await me at age 60 and later. No kids, no debts.
"I want my money working for me instead of me working for my money!"