Recently I mentioned being envious of my girlfriend’s fox sweater, and being not so much into the unicorn trend. Somehow I neglected to mention my adoration for cat stuff, maybe because I feared you’d peg me a crazy cat lady. Well, I’m outta the cat closet. I just scored a cat dress on final sale for $20 at Loft. Your turn to be jealous.
I have every intention of being the cat lady and wearing the heck out of this cat lady dress on Valentine’s Day. (Lucky Sir Pirtle, right?) I think I’ll pair mine with some tights instead of going bare-legged in the the Ohio winter, though.
Speaking of cats, I realized I’ve never shown you a photo of the Meanest Cat on Earth. My dear, darling, 8-year-old little kitty, whom I rescued from a shelter when he was just 7 weeks old. He bites. A lot. He also hisses. A lot. Yesterday he slapped my mom’s glasses off her face.
But he’s also sometimes so, so sweet. And, isn’t he cute?