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So tired today. And sore. Had "the bottom" of my tattoo done last night. Haha. Way past my bottom! It's awesome, but scares Rob. (Not Leah!) Hard to sit and walk, but hey - that's like complaining about the cats you willingly adopted. Which I am about to do.

You see that title up there? Cooler Than The Cat? Yeah, well. I am kind of off cats.

Growing up, I loved kittens. We often visited dairy farms to see cows being milked, but my favorite thing about the visits was plucking a kitten or 2 from a bale of hay and walking around with the little creature(s). Because you can't easily pick up a cow. So my love of cats began. Even though I became allergic to them and eventually had to get shots to live with them.

But now, I must confess that I am not a cat person anymore. Not sure how it happened, but the love hasn't been there for a few years. Perhaps the thrill of living with something that might kill me has passed. Sorry, cats! Must find a new blog title...