We were away all last week, so we had a friend look in on our cats. Midway through the week, I started missing them something fierce. I missed having something fuzzy greet me at the door. I missed the snuggles that come with having a pet. I just missed them. So I decided to broadcast it.
I swear it wasn’t bait, but it just so happens that our friends and cat sitters are also Twitter pals.
E. replied a few minutes later.
Below is the email I got from E.
Tucker got scritches first.
Pookum got scritches in her favorite place.
and Murray was outraged that I wasn’t dishing out food faster.
This email had me laughing out loud in a fancy restaurant all the way down in Florida. My brother, who witnessed my amusement firsthand, asked, “What are you laughing about?”
“Look at my cats!” I boasted, tears welling up in my eyes.
To which he replied, “You do realize you have a son now, right?”
And I wasn’t even drinking, people! I’m just a crazy, emotional, pregnant cat-lady.