Okay, I have a confession to make. I think I want a Wittle Kitty. I have spent my entire life HATING cats.... but it was when I met little Maddi Bear that I knew I could love a Persian kitty. This is a totally different animal to me. I must just HATE domestic short haired cats. She makes me melt at first sight. She looks like she is on a cartoon, and I want to cuddle and love her forever. I think it would be easier than a puppy, which we all know that I cannot handle. ***Love you, Luscious Constantine III & Walter Maxey***
So, anyways, I did a ton of research/shopping on kitties for like 7 hours one day. I layed on Shara's bed, and surfed the web for Persians until my arms were asleep. People were beginning to tell me to get a grip on myself. I.WANT.ONE.RIGHT.NOW! When Jess' phone rang, I answered it on speaker since I was stationed by the wall plugs, geeking out like a War Craft loser over eff'ing kitties!?! I pretended as if I were Jess, and the guy asked, "What are you doing?" Trying not to laugh uncontrollably, I knew that this could become an awesome conversation. I very calmly let him know that I was "surfin' the web for cute Wittle Kitty pictures all day."
Luckily, no one in the Austin, San Antonio, Houston, or DFW area had a decent kitty for me that Sunday, because Shara and I were rootin' for a road-trip. Just like the above mentioned puppies, I have been known to get urges like this before. I have a shitty track record with pets, except for rasing a prize hog. ***Love you, Buford***
I got over it as soon as I saw all of the hair on Maddi Bear's Mommy's black jacket though. Love u Moe :) You still look smokin' hott with Kitty hair on you. (I can't stop, I'm an over-sharer) So, the moral of the story is; Look how eff'ing cute this Wittle Kitty is.
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