Quinceañera

Apr 08, 2016 13:47

Ever since I have been in high school, maybe even before, I have been called a crazy cat woman. I have two cats, for a long time just one, and I am crazy. That does not make me a crazy cat lady though. Cats are adorable and if I wasn't meant to love them then I wouldn't find them so freaking cute. I deceived to give up. I had a quinceañera this year for my cat who just turned 15. She is a purrr-fect cat. She has loved me unconditionally her whole life, she is cuddly, purrs all the time, gives kisses, and sleeps in my bed every night. She is oddly attached to me and thinks I am her mother, since I got her at the tender age of 4 weeks old. I fed her with an eye dropper when I first got her. I felt like she needed to be celebrated for being there for me and just being the best little fur ball she can be. She hardly ever lets me out of her sight when I am home. When I am not home I am told that she either roams around the house crying for me, or she sleeps on my bed or in her cat bed waiting for me. She greets me when ever I come home at the door and gives me kisses hello.

I invited all of her favorite people over for a party. She got a cake, cat nip bubbles, wet cat food, kitty treats, cat toys and cat nip. She was spoiled not only by me but by the guests too. I made her and her baby sister party hats and had treat bags for the guests. I made cat shaped sugar cookies. She loves popcorn and regular chips, so we had both for snacks. I don't care what people think of me and my cat party. If they had a cat who loved them as much as mine do then they would give their fur babies special days too.
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