Confessions of a Cat Sitter

I didn't realize the toll the holiday season had on me. I may not hop a plane and travel to other parts of the country during Christmas, but I do pack a bag and live out of a suitcase as I cat-sit for alot of my travelin friends. When my neighbors see me leaving the apartment with my luggage they think I am heading for the airport, but really, I am just heading a few miles away to give the felines lots o love...come to auntie Theresa.

Bianca

Okay, this is the first holiday season that I did not take care of Bianca, but only because her mommy got married and moved further away. Miss you Bianca! You moody little thing -you only let me pet you with broad strokes on your back and nowhere else...

Miss

Thank you Miss for being easy to take care of. Thank you for coming and sitting on my lap while gazing up at me lovingly...

Ditz

WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME? GET OUT FROM UNDERNEATH THAT GUEST BEDROOM DRESSER DRAWER AND COME TO AUNTIE THERESA!

Jasper

If you want auntie to get up and feed you, you can use your meow. I won't be offended. Must you stare at me until I wake up? Don't be shy....


Oh gawd, I've become a cat lady!