Late realization (the wannabe cat lady’s lament)

Sometimes I think back and wonder what the hell I was thinking,
staying so long with someone whose objection to cats was cat hair
and the commitment that might be involved in getting someone
to feed them if we ever went on the vacations we didn’t take all that much,
that and protecting all that hand-me-down furniture we never paid for.
I could have been cuddling (for decades) a wet-nosed purr-ball of love
instead of someone afraid of mess and commitment. After all,
if you can’t fix it with duct tape, a swiffer, and other friends
who have cats, you need to reexamine your choices.

I’m off to the pound.

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3 thoughts on “Late realization (the wannabe cat lady’s lament)

  1. Dawn

    Please post pictures of your “purr-ball” (like it!) when you can! I like cats; I grew up with a fairly mild Siamese who lived to a ripe old age for a cat. May he or she bring you much pleasure and happiness!

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