So I got a cat. Not even a cat, really. I got a hyper, crazy, loving, purr-machine named Lucky.
Since I am now living alone, I knew that I would want a companion to come home to and keep me from getting blue (look at that unintentional rhyme). Logical, really. At first I wanted a dog, but then after thinking about my inconsistent work schedule and long hours, I didn’t want to take the chance of not being able to give the dog as much love and attention as it deserved.
So I decided to start looking at cats (after multiple attempts to find a dog that would fit my lifestyle and coming up short). Don’t get me wrong, I love cats, dogs, horses, you name it. Well, not birds. Or insects. And feeding snakes live things freaks me out. But I digress, this is by no means me whining about getting a cat. In fact, it’s just the opposite.
This, my dear readers, is Lucky. A one year old white shorthaired cat with yellow green eyes and a little brush of grey on the top of his head. He enjoys attacking my feet, playing with his toy mice, and following me around everywhere like a little white shadow. I got him the weekend I was to move into my apartment and, as luck would have it, adopted him the literal day he was dropped off at the shelter. Lucky indeed!
He’s wonderful and manages to make me laugh even when I’m down in the dumps about how challenging it can be to live on your own…adulthood is not as easy as the movies make it seem, let me tell you. Plus, if I can handle this crazy furball, when I eventually have kids it will be a breeze.
If you are looking to bring a dog, cat, or rabbit into your home, please check out your local animal shelters first. There are millions of animals out in the world looking for a forever home, and I can almost promise that your ideal best friend is out there in a shelter waiting for you to meet them. If you can, #AdoptDontShop.
Until next time,