There must be something deeply wrong with me:

[hmpf]

I rarely, if ever, think: "I really need a boyfriend." Yet every time, and I *do* mean *every* time someone talks about their cat I think "I really need a cat."

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[mmapmaker.livejournal.com]

I grew up having cats. When I graduated from college and took a job 6hrs away from the city in which I'd always lived, I left my cats with my parents. It would have been too cruel to move them -- they were 18-years-old (the cats, not my parents). I lasted 6 months before I had to get another cat of my own. And I've had cats ever since. -g-