Friday, 11 January 2013

A post that is far from purrfect

There's a kitten trying to help me write this.

I've decided that he'll be allowed to contribute at a later date, but today, we're on a tight time frame to get this done before the end of the day.  I really need to work on scheduling this better, but we're still at a post per day pace, so there's that.

This kitten looks a lot like my cat does: all black, though the kitten has a white heart-shaped patch near his junk.  I've always been a cat person, not just because I've had a cat for almost my whole life; it goes beyond that.  I will forgo people for most cats - as I write this with a kitten curled in my lap, there are several people outside; I'm sure I'll socialize soon, but now I have a cat with me.  Life is good.

When I was a kid, Creamy, one of two childhood cats, could always tell when my sister and I were sad.  Whenever Sophie or I were crying, she would come sit on our laps and purr and purr until we were feeling better.  That's probably the moment I became a cat person for life.  Eeyore was a big, half-siamese cat that could bring down crows larger than he was.  I know this because he'd hide them behind the TV for us to find at a later date.

Now that I'm talking about my cats, I want to elaborate, but I don't have the time.  Pictures of the kitten are pending another post, as he belongs to someone else.  Pictures of my cats are forthcoming in a future post.

****I do apologize to anyone who reads this for the lack of both content and quality.  It's not fair to have subpar content in favour of quantity, and I shall work on adjusting that.  For now, if you have a cat, go give him or her a good pet and have a cuddle with it.  Same goes for dog-owners.  Those who don't have a pet, go scour the backyards of your neighbours until you find a household that has a pet.  Covertly break in and cuddle with them.  Don't worry, I said it's alright.

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