There is currently a cat sitting in my lap trying to lick my face.
9lbs of love coming at me.
Earlier today, I walked in the door and my cat ran to the door. She’s always so excited when I get home. She runs to the door chirping with happiness and putts her front paws on my legs so I’ll pick her up.
Then I pick her up and she squawks while she licks my face.
While I drop my stuff and head to kitchen, she’s wrapping her legs around me purring. I can’t resist picking her up again and hugging her.
Shortly, B will appear and we both drop everything (cat included) and run to each other like it’s been forever not just a day or so.
Later while we’re eating dinner, I blabber on about how I’m worried about not having enough money, or how I need to organize my apartment better, my student loan, or I’m going to need a new car soon… blah blah blahhh.
Can someone tell me to shut up?
I have wonderful B, an always purring kitty, a job, and just enough money.
If you want to know what love sounds like – listen to a purring cat.