Because he tolerates my love of comedy. To wit:
Evan: What’s up?
Me: I was just hanging out with Pumpkin.
Evan: And how’s Pumpkin?
Me: Well, he asked me to call daddy.
Me: I told him, he’s still on that long business trip we talked about.
Evan: Coming up on two years now.
Me: I told him you’re in Thailand.
Even more fun is when Evan comes over to the house for some reason, and I rally Pumpkin and Spooky by yelling, “Look, you guys! Daddy’s home, daddy’s home!” And then, in the voice of Spooky, “Are you going to stay this time, Daddy, or are you leaving again?”
I don’t know about you guys, but pretending cats are children in a non-existent psychodrama with your ex-husband is just about the funniest thing going, imo. I understand this is probably just a me thing, and less likely a you thing, but luckily for me, Evan thinks it’s a funny thing. So I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.