Sunday, February 15, 2009


I have a cat.

Two of my best friends are allergic to cats. Yes, even my cat, the coolest feline EVER.

Yet, they never shy away from spending time at my place. They'll sneeze, their eyes will itch a bit, but they'll pet the cat, they'll smoosh his face, and then they'll just wash their hands until the next time he demands their attention.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

I love that my friends will cope with a little discomfort to spend time with me. 

Now if only the damn cat would stop cleaning himself in the middle of the living room. Damn show-off.

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