If you’ve been reading for a while, you know I’ve got 2 fuzz-butts who I love to death. I mean, what’s not to love about cats?! They’re furry, cunning lil therapists. Seriously. Whenever I’m sad about something, Neal wanders over to console me. And whenever I’m angry and yelling about something, Choko comes over and yells along with me (unless what I’m yelling about is her, in which case she’s nowhere to be found) then rubs her head against my leg. There are some pretty great C’s out there. Like…
As magnificent as those are, I love cats even more.
They’re so capable. They could go into cosmetology…
Instead, they grace us lowly humans with all their adorable nonsense. Aren’t we lucky?
They’re also slightly insane, which can be entertaining.
And they know how to relax.
A world without cats would be super boring. There’d also be a lot less nuzzling and purring going on, and I’m a fan of both.
Hooray for cats!