Happy Birthday

Yesterday was my babies' birthday. No, I am not a crazy cat lady. Not yet. Though, I do have a funny story about being a cat lady.
On Valentine's Day this year, I was in an awful mood and confessed to my friend, "I'm going to die alone! I'm going to be a crazy cat lady!" Her response? "You can't be a crazy cat lady, remember? Even your cat doesn't like you." I responded, "Oh, yes, that's right."
So, yeah, that's my crazy cat lady story. And no, my cat does love me, he just doesn't show it without some prodding. But, anyways, I'm just so happy they're alive. See, for the past two years we've had a really odd thing happen to us on Easter Sunday. Easter 2008, our 22 year old cat hopped the fence and we never saw her again. I'm assuming by now she has passed on to Kitty Heaven. Easter 2009 our 19 year old cat was hit and killed by a car. Obviously, my main concern this Easter was keeping my cats alive and luckily, the curse has been broken. I am very happy for this, because I luhhhhhhh them. I raised them since they were youngins and they slept in my room for the first five months of their life. 

So happy birthday, babies!

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                                                                                Now

This post has made me seem like a crazy cat lady. Again, I'm not...Not yet...