Egads! Cest Moi?
I learned with some regret on Sunday that my beloved siblings think the addition of a third cat has turned me into "one of them." Yes, I've been branded just one more single lesbian over 50 with too many cats, aka,a crazy cat lady.
Just because that one time they dropped in and the litter box needed a bit of freshening up, their suspicions began.
Now with the addition of Baby Jake, I am forever doomed by my family with the unfortunate characterization.
Even my cousin, upon hearing of my new addition, asked if I planned to keep adding cats to my menagerie like her crazy sister did.
"No, three's the limit."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
It's that "hmm" that told me she thinks I'm already too far gone to believe.
And yes, I do plan to add more photos of baby Jake in action after I post this.
But after he's bigger, I have no further plans to feature him prominently on my blog.
Nope. After he's bigger, I plan to get him his own blog and write in adorable "kitty talk" dialect.
I hate that kind of shit.