I'm not a crazy cat lady! I just love them. I love them and want to squeeze them and hold them forever and ever and never let go. Ever.
And Andrew has declared that crazy cat people have 3 or more cats. And I only have two... so....it's not possible for me to be a crazy cat lady. Yet.
Though sometimes I like to dress them up.
And wrestle with them.
And give them pedicures.
And make photo stories about them.
And make sure their smiles are bright.
None of that makes me cat-lady crazy, right?
I just LOVE my four-legged friends. That's all. LOVE them.
It's rare that both cats are on the climby-thingy at the same time. And even more rare that we would happen upon them. And even rarer than rare that I would happen to be able to get a picture of the two of them together.
Whiskers is the "baby" of the family. He cries if a door is closed, no matter what side he is on. He just doesn't want the door closed. He's a brat. He definitely loves Andrew best and is more tolerant than any animal should ever be for anyone.
Ginger is the big chubby cat. She can be mean, but never to me. I'm definitely her favorite human, but lately she's been warming up to Andrew more. Which means that she doesn't hiss when he enters the room anymore. After Andrew and Whiskers head off to bed, Ginger likes to jump up the wall, like a spiderman-wannabe.
This is just Andrew proving his strength. He's so strong.
Please have your pets spayed or neutered.