Sunday, January 5, 2014
Mrow! My dear Aunt Nancy sent me this delightful little purse. I'm not a cat person, but only because I'm allergic to them. It's a bit tragic: as much as I love dogs, my temperament is decidedly feline. But I can't spend time with kitties because my eyes start itching and watering, and I sneeze every five minutes. My dad has it a lot worse; he's allergic to dogs too. And yet the poor guy ended up with a wife and two daughters who adore pets. We're only a little remorseful about it. (Actually our family dog is a hypoallergenic breed, so it's not a big deal, but still.)
In truth I am most like my bunnies, because I enjoy hiding and personal grooming, which are two very important rabbit activities. But I don't dig constantly or munch on hay, so that's where the resemblance ends.
Unnecessary note: I actually did have this scarf wrapped around my neck in a functional manner, but I unwound it to take a picture of my camera necklace and forgot to restore the former arrangement.
So, does anyone have some thoughts on cats?