I'm a single old cat lady and I love it.
Jul. 7th, 2009 09:38 amIt just occurred to me this morning as I sipped at my morning decaf mocha, my cats make me intensely happy. There is nothing about a cat that I hate. I will look at Rogue, curled up in one of her sleeping spots, and just looking at her sends me into paroxysms of glee and delight.
I have three cats. I love every one of them. Lenny is a stocky old tiger boy who is a streetfighter. He gives strong cuddles and purrs deeply. He also loves his cheese. Rogue is a little silver shadow, intensely curious, a little too human for her own good and hopelessly clumsy. Melma is a sweet old dear with a tenacious spirit and an unmissable charisma. She's also deaf as a post but it's pretty funny, really. Especially if you're wasting your time shouting at her not to piss in the corner.
They make me very, very happy. I've said many times that Lenny has been there for me longer than a man ever has. I'm well aware that they're just animals, that they're not like having kids or a proper partner. But does it really matter in the face of how happy I am to have them in my life?
I've often been self-deprecating when it comes to my cat ownership and single status. I intend to append that with pride and joy. Cause I have three good cats. Personable, clever, beautiful cats. I look after them and they look after me. Where's the shame in a good friendship, even an interspecies one?
ETA: How can one resist it when this tells you they love you every day?
I have three cats. I love every one of them. Lenny is a stocky old tiger boy who is a streetfighter. He gives strong cuddles and purrs deeply. He also loves his cheese. Rogue is a little silver shadow, intensely curious, a little too human for her own good and hopelessly clumsy. Melma is a sweet old dear with a tenacious spirit and an unmissable charisma. She's also deaf as a post but it's pretty funny, really. Especially if you're wasting your time shouting at her not to piss in the corner.
They make me very, very happy. I've said many times that Lenny has been there for me longer than a man ever has. I'm well aware that they're just animals, that they're not like having kids or a proper partner. But does it really matter in the face of how happy I am to have them in my life?
I've often been self-deprecating when it comes to my cat ownership and single status. I intend to append that with pride and joy. Cause I have three good cats. Personable, clever, beautiful cats. I look after them and they look after me. Where's the shame in a good friendship, even an interspecies one?
ETA: How can one resist it when this tells you they love you every day?
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Date: 2009-07-07 11:51 am (UTC)Seriously, I know I am just not happy if I don't have a cat, and I have no man nor offspring. So count me in the crazy old cat lady group. I will have at least one adorable adorkable purry companion for the rest of my life and if ever I don't I think I will die. (This is one of the reasons why I like my grandma's retirement village. They let her have a pet, and if she prefers a canary to a kitten, well, it would be a boring world if we were all the same.)
I got converted it was funny.
Date: 2009-07-07 01:28 pm (UTC)Chris doesn't seem to mind my new crazy cat women status, given it does cheer me up quite a lot fussing over her, even if she's not a traditionally cuddly or caring creature.
I swear the people that laugh, haven't owned a cat yet... once they do they'll understand! (And those pictures are very cute btw.)