I miss having cats. It's might be a strange thing to some but I can't think of any period in my life (apart from the first three years of existence) that I haven't have cats around for this long. Even in college, there was two cats marching around the house, much to the amusement and entertainment of my housemates and I. Those cats are now living with my parents due to renting rules and the like in this house but I miss them. They were things that needed me, no matter what happened in my life. They couldn't dump me, they wouldn't criticise me and as long as I looked after them (which I'd do regardless), they've give me attention which could almost be translated into love.
Maybe I'm just gonna be a crazy old cat man. So be it.
Maybe I'm just gonna be a crazy old cat man. So be it.