The Cat

You see, I have this cat, her name is Tate. I got her after me and this guy stopped talking. She was my saving grace..But she is a NUT!!! I love her like she was my kid (cause I definitely treat her like one) but she drives my insane. Absolutely demanding and stubborn as all hell. The worst is in the morning. She leaves me alone till around 7:25 when she feels that it is time for me to wake up. And the only reason she wants me up is to pet her. When I make any movement, she yells at me, then proceeds to rub herself up against any hand that she sees. When I roll back over, she lays on my pillow, right by my face, and breathes in my face. When I do finally get up 20 minutes later, she once again begins forcing her head under my hand. When I give in and pet her she loves it for the first 3 minutes, then nips at me, and then expects me to continue to pet her after that. She has another thing coming. But thats only in the morning, thank goodness.

It is completely odd how an animal can be such a great companion to a human. I thought my step mom was insane for the way she spoke about her dog, Ruby. She bragged about her and took tons of pictures and what not; she spoiled Ruby. It seemed so silly and weird at the time, but I find myself doing the exact same thing, and it is no longer silly or weird. My step mom, like me, doesn't have any kids, so our pets are our kids; and we spoil them and talk about them like they were our only child, and we don't care what anyone has to say about it. We love our pets, they love us, and they bring joy to our lives like nothing else.

So even though Tate drives my nuts, I would lose my mind if she wasn't around, so thanks to my looney toon, Tate.