Chapter 4.11 – Cats and Alcoholism
To celebrate the triplets transition into teen-hood, Judd and Murphy organised a beach party. The turnout was not too bad considering Judd had managed to murder half of the island through his negligence during emergency call outs. Coco, as always, took an interest in her children and certainly did not spend the entire day reading the same book … A few more years slipped by and soon the triplets were budding into mini-adults. Malibu even developed an orientation trait of the family variety. Amaretto inherited her father’s “brave” behaviour she was even capable of using the bathroom after Murphy had been in there to expel food from his system. And Jameson, after years of torment from Coco, gained an immunity to any form of humor, and now took every little bloody thing seriously.Anyways, because Coco and Judd thought Malibu was now old and responsible enough, they allowed her to adopt a cat from the local animal shelter. She picked an adult La Perm whom she named Mew, short for Mewton Mewingtonworth.She was an adorable, playful animal, and Mew enjoyed spending time with her. As for Amaretto, she was still enthusiastic about inventing things.She had always become a bit of DIY expect around the house, fixing all the stuff that Tremayne had not bothered to repair since the start of the third generation.Sadly, Jameson had developed a bit of alcohol addiction. He was often found passed out on the floor before 9pm.Judd, being all super fit, did not approve of this. It often made him reflect on some of the emergencies he had to handle at work. ‘Silly woman. Had to go and get yourself trapped under some rubble, didn’t you?’One afternoon, when Jameson returned home from another heavy drinking session, throwing up all over the place, Judd stormed out from the house and marched right up to him.‘I will not have an alcoholic son!’ Judd shouted, finally at breaking point from Jameson’s drunken behavior, and the awesome tan he had seemed to have obtained from the recent sunny weather. ‘It’s so embarrassing, people are laughing at me at the fire-station and everything.’‘The hell? You and mum have never understood me!’ Jameson protested back, his voice a little slurred, before turning away sharply. ‘Maybe it’ll be better if I just left!’‘Yeah, that taught him,’ Judd muttered as he watched Jameson stumble off, luckily not into the path of any oncoming traffic, only towards their nearby drinking hole.‘Man, I’m a great parent,’ Judd thought.However, Captain Admiral, who was obviously telepathic, did not agree at all.