Thursday, September 18, 2008

8: Cats (not just my own)

I love cats. Many of you are rolling your eyes since that is probably a major understatement. Not only do I love my own 6 cats, but I love other people's cats too. In less than 24 hours, I completely fell in love with my friend Bonnie's cat, Dr. Seuss. I almost put him in my suitcase and brought him home with me. Every Thursday when I clean Jeani's house, her cat, Stretch, and I play this little game where he comes to whatever room I am cleaning and begs to be let inside or outside depending on what side of the door he is on. I open the door for him and let him in/out and by the time I am in the next room he is there waiting to be let in the door or out the door. It is very adorable.
Some people aren't fond of cats. They hate the litterbox, they don't like that cats are aloof, that they shed, they eat stinky food, the list goes on. Not one single thing on that list bothers me in the slightest because of the happiness that cats bring to my life (and the lives of my other cat loving friends). They make me laugh. They bring my comfort. Studies show they lower my blood pressure and reduce stress.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

#7: My friends

I give mad props to my friends. I am an asshole. I will make fun of you for making out with someone questionable. I will ask if I can have your tv when you die if you text me you might have cancer. If you tell me something embarassing, I will tell about 20-30 other people. But I love you like crazy. I will do anything for you if you need it. I will be your shoulder to cry on. I will still be friends with you after you puke all over the inside of my car and on my dog. I will help you dump a dead body. I got yo' back, amigas.