On Saturday, my sister, BIL, and niece were here for dinner. They're here often and they know how we treat our furkids, how often they're fed, how I'm constantly scooping litter boxes, how we step around the cats when they're sprawled out on the floor or on the stairs, how our living room usually looks like it's been hit by a hurricane because of all the cat toys and pillows. My sister loves the cats' kitty couch and all the baskets and napping places. They come into the house, sit down, and their laps are immediately taken by a cat or two...or sometimes three. (It's OK; they're cat people, too.) We often say that our house is decorated in Early Ameri-Cat.
Anyway, the other night, I was giving the furkids their supper and the cats were all milling about and I had to side-step tails and paws. My niece looked at me and said, "You know, you go above and beyond for your cats! All the toys, all the pillows, all the food, all the love and attention....you go above and beyond!" And then she gave me a big hug.
It was one of the nicest things anybody has ever said to me!
Anyway, the other night, I was giving the furkids their supper and the cats were all milling about and I had to side-step tails and paws. My niece looked at me and said, "You know, you go above and beyond for your cats! All the toys, all the pillows, all the food, all the love and attention....you go above and beyond!" And then she gave me a big hug.
It was one of the nicest things anybody has ever said to me!
