Me: "Hi my name is Summer and I am a cat lady"
Everyone: "Hi Summer"
I have come to terms that I am a 28 year old cat lady. Most nights, it's just me and Aurora, 2 peas in a pod... only problem is my other pea is a bitch. Yes, I just called my cat a bitch. I love her dearly, I do! But she is so demanding and grumpy that I don't know what to do. She hates everybody else but me, which is endearing in a lot of ways but mostly it's exhausting. I mean I can't pay attention to her at all times! Blast it all! Cats' are supposed to be the low maintenance version of a kid! Work with me kitty! Work with me!!!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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3 comments:
Nothing worse than a sour puss.
We have the same bed comforter! Cute kitty.
That's what you have to love about cats. They definitely know what they want and there's no waivering.
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