I never thought it would happen to me. I was married for 10 years to the most amazing man. We had our ups and downs, like any couple, but I never thought he would leave me. For our cat.
It started innocently enough. We got our cat, Snuggles, when we were first dating. She was a tiny little thing, and we both loved her instantly. She would sleep between us in bed, and follow us around the house. We were her whole world.
Then, slowly but surely, things started to change. My husband would spend more and more time with Snuggles, and less and less time with me. He would talk to her in baby voices, and bring her presents. I started to feel like I was being replaced.
I tried to talk to my husband about it, but he would just shrug it off and say I was being ridiculous. I was overreacting, he said. Snuggles was just a cat, after all.
But I knew better. I could see the way he looked at her, the way he doted on her. It was the same way he used to look at me.
I confronted him one night, after he came home from work and went straight to Snuggles instead of coming to find me. I asked him if he was leaving me for our cat.
He denied it, of course. But I could see the truth in his eyes. And I knew it was only a matter of time.
Sure enough, a few weeks later, he packed his bags and moved out. Into our cat’s room.
He said he just couldn’t live without her, and that I was welcome to visit anytime. But I knew it was over. He had left me for our cat.
I was heartbroken. I felt like I had lost everything. But I knew I had to move on.
I took solace in the fact that at least I still had Snuggles. And I vowed to never let her replace me in my husband’s heart.