Joe always seemed to be more of a dog guy. He looks like the type to own a doberman. Well, a bulldog wasn’t too far off.

At least, that’s what you thought. Until one day your boyfriend walks through the front door, his raincoat over his arms instead of on. He was drenched from the rain.

“Hey babe, sorry for tracking water in.” Joe smiles, taking his coat off his arms to reveal a tiny calico kitten, just larger than the size of his hand.