So I’ve seriously been considering becoming a crazy cat lady when I grow up. And hear me out because I think I make an at least honest if not strong argument. Crazy cat ladies have a few things in common and there are different levels of CCL as I like to call it. The extreme of it is not what I astrive to become of course, just somewhere happily on the mild side with 3 or 4 cats I think; just enough to keep people away. I have my reasons for choosing this ammonia filled lifestyle and they aren’t few honestly With the recent loss of friendships and a series of unfortunate situations involving humans I have decided that the feline species has worked for so many other women, why not me?
I will do without the oversized sweaters and permed hairstyles I think, go with a more sophisticated CCL look, and perhaps modernize the whole stereotype in the future. I will have to take up knitting and be sure to make little sweaters and hats for my furry four legged babies. Halloween will be fun, perhaps I’ll invent a new line of cat costumes for the season; ones that they will find agreeable because it isn’t a secret that the those little guys have serious personality disorder issues sometimes. But at least they can’t talk about you behind your back telling all your friends your crazy and keeping everyone you know from talking to you, right? Of course not because they don’t talk, they just purr and love you. And occasionally pee on you freshly washed clothes…
