This is going to sound crazy to non-cat people, but I feel better already. My dad doesn’t understand and can’t figure out why I would get another cat, but after all those years as a kid with Mr. Purr Puff and Mouse and then the past decade with Tunch, there is just something about having a cat in the house that is not only soothing, but really changes the dynamic and energy. I honestly can not explain it, but I just need a cat around to keep it real and keep my ego in check, because if I relied on only Lily I might start to think I’m pretty awesome.
I also feel greedy, because many people are going to go through their life without ever having had a Tunch or Lily or Rosie, and now it is starting to feel like I just stumbled into another jackpot.
Whatever. I’m greedy. Sue me.