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[brandywine28]

Thanks to everyone who commented and/or sent messages after my last post. You guys! *cries a single, crystalline tear of pure gratitude* Awkward, one-armed bro hugs for all!

Still an emotional tire fire over here, albeit one who has every intention of putting a lid on the cat-related wangsting...uh, in, like, five minutes -- just as soon as I pose a question, if that's cool? Cool.

So, to everyone who has/has had just one cat -- no more, no less: how...how does that work, exactly? What are the chances of him keeling over from loneliness while I'm at work? Is that anywhere within the realm of possibility? 'Cos every morning, right as I'm reaching for the doorknob, he materializes out of nowhere and hits me with a pissy look of muted hatred, as if to say "how dare you leave me alone all day! You are a shitsack of the highest order." Which -- am I? Am I a shitsack of the highest order??

Or am I creating problems out of thin air? Wouldn't be the first time.

I only ask because I'm truly, truly out of my depth on this one. I'm down to single cat status and I only just realized that I haven't owned less than two cats since I was something like eight years old. We're through the looking glass here, people. (Just for reference: the cat in question is named Hugo. Hugo Alexander. He's nine, perfectly healthy and a bossy, puffy-tailed rat monster. Very alpha. His interests include swaggering, machismo and biting my calves while I'm sitting on the toilet.)

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[solariana.livejournal.com]

I was invited once to a party with my brother and his co-workers. Some of his co-workers came over to say hi and started off with, "So you're the crazy cat lady!". Thanks bro! *Grrr*

After the 4 cats got down to 2 cats I swore I would never again have more than 2. But then I came across this little hardship kitty. I don't know why, but I was so drawn to her. I don't regret giving her a home. She is a brat, but also a bundle of joy and she keeps the boy cat groomed and exercised.

Thanks! For the first time, all of my cats have white bibs and 4 white paws. Apparently I it's something I can't resist! Oh, and the boy's cute little white paws aren't so little anymore. They got HUGE. My dad thinks he's part bobcat! LOL

[brandywine28.livejournal.com]

Aw! Crazy cat ladies get such a bad rap. We should totally reclaim that phrase! Tomorrow I'm gonna round up five more kitties (makin' it an even half dozen - woo! :), buy myself a rocking chair and start wearing an unnecessary eyepatch. It's ON.

Hey, no judgement; if I had the space I'd own a full-fledged zoo. A swarm of cats! A murder! A gaggle! :) And anyway, hardship kitties are pretty much irrestible. My Aloysius was a dirty, feral street bum, and so were quite a few of my childhood cats. (Does it go w/out saying that the movie Oliver & Company made a huge impression me as a kid? 'Cos it did. Sad, homeless orange kittens and BILLY JOEL. Yes.)

There's just something about little white cat feets! Eeeee! And also, I'm apparently five. Wow.

[solariana.livejournal.com]

When I hear the term Crazy Cat Lady, my thought is of someone a little off their rocker who has more cats than they can care for, meaning, their houses likely smell of cat urine, the cats aren't taken to the vet and may not be getting fed or cared for enough. Worse yet, the people whose houses are searched and not only are 30-50 cats rescued, often a couple dead cats are found. If you have no clue you have a dead cat in your house you a) have too many cats, b) are mentally ill, c) a combination of a + b.

That's not me. My litter pans are clean. Each of my cats gets checked out annually by a vet. They are fed, groomed, cared for and played with. So yeah, it depends on how you perceive the term. *G*

If I ever had more money than I could ever use and I was retired, I've love to open a foster home for cats. I've heard about these places, I think in Japan (?), that are restaurants with cats. Because apartments are so expensive and often don't allow pets, someone started these restaurants where you can pay extra to hang out with cats! I'd love to do something like that (but not a restaurant-just a place to hang out with cats), but with foster cats. People could come in and spend some time with a cat before adopting it, or just hang out if they're not allowed cats, or don't have time to care for a pet. I think that would be cool.

[brandywine28.livejournal.com]

Cat cafes! Aha ha, yes, not only have I heard of them, but the mere phrase causes my innards to clench in jealousy. I wanna drink coffee with caaaaaaats! (Which, uh, is something I pretty much do already. Like...all the time, if you wanna get technical about it. Which I don't. Whatever. Bottom line: cat cafes are a boss idea! :)

Actually, when you really stop to think about it, the fact that NYC doesn't have one is a crying shame. I heard there was an odd little pop-up thing, though, somewhere downtown last winter; it was very temporary, only in business for something like 5 days, and I never got around to investigating it because OF COURSE I DIDN'T. *pouts*