The way to my heart...

 I think the weirdest thing you could ever know about me is: I hold full on conversations with my cats.  Now take what your imaging and times the weird factor by 100.  Because I don't just talk to them.  they talk back.  Well, I make up what there saying but, yes, we definitely have a full conversation.  I don't even know I'm doing it anymore.  I will do it in front of company.  Its out of my control.  It might be a sickness...

I've had cats longer than I can remember.  A large number of them were orange. I have a large one that's orange. I used to dress my cats up in outfits. Our doll clothes.  They hated me, I'm only so sure..oh but how i loved them. 

My heart broke a million times over when I had to leave behind my cat when I moved to Alberta.  I think hers did too.  I mean, I hope hers did too.  That sounds weird and I do realize that.  I do.

When I convinced Geoff that we needed a cat, we were only married 2 months.  That kitten became our baby.  I know- I know that people think that's crazy.  I do.  But I could care less.  We got to help rescue our other cat.  More than once.  But she was neglected in her first home and was in rough shape when she was brought to Tammy, my good friend who works at the vets.  So shes family too.  Our first babies.  The joke people liked to say to me while I was pregnant with Grace was, what if baby is allergic to cats.  I hated when people said that to me, because mostly they were tormenting me.  I always always said-The cats were here first.


I love that Grace will never remember a time where she didn't have a cat.  Its something from my past I've always been super grateful for, and I really really hope she will be too.  I think people who love pets have a softness about them.  I know that's corny.  I really do.  But I also know its true.

Do you have a cat/dog/ anything that is considered family?  Are you thinking about getting one?  I hope you do.  I really do...