I was technically supposed to start this yesterday, but I’ve been sick for a few days and work was craze. Rest assured, I was totes mah goats happy yesterday.
I’m doing this challenge as a way to start of the New Year on a positive level. I’ve ranted and raved about how 2014 is going to be so amazing spiritually, physically, and mentally, and it’s only been a few weeks! After the 100 days are up, I want to print out each post and create a mini book. This way, any time I am down and out or just looking for an extra pick me up, I can open up pages and pages of the things that make me most happy.
Today, I’m going to start with the littlest love of my life who will probably be as close as it gets to having a child. My little kitty: Baby.
She’s sort of hipster sometimes.
Baby was originally my sister’s cat. She got her about 7 or 8 years ago and she was just the cutest! When my sister became pregnant with my niece, she couldn’t keep baby anymore. Something about cleaning a litter box while pregnant can be dangerous? Anyways, I didn’t want my sister giving her to some stranger, so I said I’d take her. So Baby was shipped off to college with me and my friends!
I never thought I could love a little animal so much in my life. Sure, I had pets when I was younger, but my mother always cared for them. I SHOULD HAVE cared for them, but I think we are all guilty of doing that with our parents.
BUT MAAAHHHHHHHHM I WANT HIM! I SWEAR I’LL TAKE CARE OF HIM!
(1 months later, your mom is a pet caretaker)
But, no. Baby has been mine for the last 5 years. She’s moved 4 times with me, been my snuggle monster when I didn’t have one, and even been my furry shoulder to cry on. She can tell when I’m sick or sad, and that’s when she gives me the most lovins. She makes a dull day better and a bright day brighter. Whoever decides to marry me is going to have to deal with her. And her fatness. And the fact that she’s only awake for about 4 hours a day.
Baby is one of the many reasons why I am happy.