For Love of a Cat

So this is Alli.

She is going to be 9 years old in May.

I hadn't planned on getting a cat that day.

Thanks to my good friend Brooke talking me into it

(she's good at that)

and my Gran naming her

(because she will name the pet something else anyway)

I have my closest companion.

She is so bizarre.

The reason she's in the bag is because she likes

to lick plastic bags.

I don't know.

She also likes the fresh water that drips from the tub.

(see below)

Honestly, the reason I'm writing this is because

I'll be away from her for two weeks.

That's a long time.

And when I was away for a week at Christmas,

I returned to a horrible mess.

Thankfully, one of my best friends will be with her the whole time.

And come on, look at that face.

She's the best, my Alli cat.