On our morning walk, we came across another Briar. She was a person, not a cat. Our interaction was quite peculiar, it went something like this.
"Is that the famous cat?" she asked.
"Yea!" I replied.
"I heard about this cat. Have you seen his website?" She questioned.
"Yes, I have. I'm his owner, I maintain his site", I explained.
"Ooh! What's his name?" She asked.
"Briar." I replied.
"That's my name too!" She exclaimed.
We reveled in the fact that her and Briar had the same name and chatted a little bit about it. And this is the weird part.
"I'm curious, how did you decide to name him Briar?" she asked.
"Actually, my husband named him. When he was a little kitten, he used to jump in the dryer. So he said "get out of the dryer, dryer, bryer, Briar!" and that is how he got his name." I explained.
Her eyes grew wide and she excitedly told me her story, "I used to grow organic tomatoes and dry them in Santa Cruz, and my sister made me a sign that said "Briar Dryer!".
We talked a bit more and the two Briar's met and enjoyed a brief interaction. And then we were on our way.
It was really strange. My friend says that everything is connected in some way. I'm starting to believe her.
To the person Briar: Sorry if I spelled your name wrong in this post.