I used to think that in order to qualify as a true Crazy Cat Lady one needed to own lots and lots of cats. But recently I realized that it's all about attitude, and a surrendering of oneself to what the cats have known all along--they are here to be worshipped, and do as they please. I always considered myself more of a dog person, and for a few days after we got our cat I just wasn't sure if I could actually love him as much as our two dogs. Then I found myself wearing him as a neck warmer while reading in bed, and letting him cuddle up on my lap while I'm on the toilet.
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Time to get down, Ziggy. Mommy has to wipe. |
Sure he drives me bat shit crazy sometimes, when he hauls all of my used tissues out of the trash can and sprinkles them throughout the house, and when he jumps up on the sink and rubs up against the toothbrushes (shudder), and especially when he gets the crazy eyes and engages in a full-scale attack on my head. But I always,
always, go back for more. So I've concluded that if you own a cat at all, you are automatically a Crazy Cat Lady. It's inevitable.
Meow,
Sarah
Indeed....welcome to Crazy Cat Lady Life! I hope you buy your toothbrushes at Costco :)
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