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Crazy cat lady

There's one thing that seems to be internationally known - crazy cat lady syndrome.  You know - the lady in the neighborhood who lives alone, never sees anyone, has loads of cats and the they are the only ones you actually have ever seen her speak to... I fear I'm dangerously close to being that lady.  Okay, so I only have 2 cats and I have a husband, but if not for the husband - add a few more cats...
I noticed the other day that a lot of people I talk to seem to ask 'So, how are the cats?'  when making conversation as if they are asking about my children.  This is probably because once they've covered the weather and have asked 'How's business', 'How's Wayne?' 'Have you been to the gym?' there's nothing left to ask about so they resort to - 'So how are the cats?' I do wonder sometimes what kind of answer they are looking for.  Am I supposed to give them some witty anecdote about how Alfie jumped Luka as he came out of the litter box the other day and scared the hell out of him?? I mean really - they're cats for Christ sake. They don't do much and they sure don't make very good conversation.  Are these people really interested in how my cats are or have they concluded that although I have a husband and I'm short a few cats - I've already become the crazy cat lady??
If you're reading this and have recently asked about my cats - please don't think I'm upset with you.  This is just me making fun of me.  But next time - tell me what's going on with you in your world.  The  cats will always be cats.  If there's something newsworthy - You'll hear about it.  :-)

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Aniela said…
Funny post Erren :) It made me smile! Ruby and I are off to the beach this morning after being housebound for a week. Should be back around 1pm my time if you are around for a talk. If not, have a great weekend! xx
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