f r o z e n - v o d k a v6.11
05.09.03 || Concerning the joys of waking up with a face full of cat hair.
You know, there really is nothing like waking up an a nice, cool room under a fluffy duvet, surrounded by my wubbies. Of course, I know I risk sounding like a freak right now, a 24 year old chick pondering the joy of waking up alone in her bed, except for her 4 cats that is.

But really, cats are great. And waking up with a purring ball if fuzz on my head is even better. After all, cats don't love you because you have "the important things" in common. They don't love you because you give good head, or because you can charm their mothers and still get freaky behind closed doors. They don't love you because you look good on their arm or because you're not a bitch when they want to go hang with their friends.

No, cats love you because you feed them. Because you rub their bellies and scratch the spots they can't reach. They love you because you are something warm to curl up against at night. They love you because they really have no choice.

And isn't that all anyone really needs out of life?

*grin*

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