Who needs kids when
your furry baby walks out to the hallway and reluctantly says goodbye to her dad on his way out? When she waits at the door and asks to be petted and picked up when you come home?
When she cuddles with you in bed and is soft and fuzzy and never has a runny nose? And the piece de triumph, when she was potty trained in 3 weeks?
To the “friend” who recently called me the crazy cat lady – hmmph.