Want of Pussy

OK, I want a cat. Well, really, I want two cats because I think it would be mean to have one little cat all alone without a fellow feline friend. Karl does not want cats. He thinks they will smell, dirty the condo with hair and that I will spend too much money caring for them. He thinks I will spoil them. I probably will/would.

However, Karl is a sucker for cute animals so I think I should just throw caution to the wind, pick up two kittens and bring them home. Once Karl sees the two cute critters (which would be named “Petal” and “Gus”) he will fall in love with them and all will be well in the Coleman-Stanfield home.

My only concern is that Karl will make us get them de-clawed. I could be wrong, but that seems like cutting off a kitty’s fingers. I don’t think I could deal with that. I mean, cats love to “stretch” their claws to relax. How could we steal that joy from Petal and Gus? Perhaps it is best that I not pursue cats. I don’t know. This will require more thought.

July 12, 2003. Uncategorized.

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