I celebrated another birthday recently, and this weekend I put away the birthday cards. When I looked at them all stacked up on the table, I realized that, with only one exception, they all had cats on them. So did the e-cards I had received on line.
Of course, my cat-loving friends sent me cat cards. And of course people in my family did. (In fact, I think it was my brother who sent me a card that claimed to be from my cats -- although with my cats, you never know.) But people I know who really don't like cats, and with whom I do not talk about cats, also sent me cat cards.
There seems to be a theme developing in my life. I still don't have a cat sweater, but I do sleep in a nightshirt that says, "The kittens were nestled all snug in their beds." And every year I buy myself a new pair of cat earrings. Just one pair, mind you. I've changed from a lady with cats to a crazy cat lady. When did that happen?
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