Finishing up the December talking meme, a respectably-short amount of time into January: Kaldra wanted me to write about cats.
Cats are great. They’re beautiful, they’re nerds, they’re helpful, they’re doofuses, they’re adorable. I finally got on Instagram this year, and I’m making sure my gallery has a healthy proportion of cats, because I have a heck of a backlog of photos and it’s not like I’m doing anything else with them.
I’ve spent basically all my adult life having Housemates With Cats. This is the beautiful fluff I’ve been living with since summer:
He is the cuddliest critter you ever will meet. He insists on sitting on my sketchbooks, sometimes when I’m in the middle of drawing in them. Every night when I go to bed, he follows me in and spends several minutes diligently licking my face.
I’m scheduled to move out tomorrow, to a place with no housemates, much less cats. Yet. There are vague cat-acquiring plans farther in the future. (I definitely want to get all the furniture in place first.)