meow & i think i like animals better than people

a ways back my roomate (and the owner of out very large handsome crazy dog) said a cat would join the household.. i was stoked and it fell through. so i took myself to the animal shelter yesterday where i could just cry. (i think i like animales better than people). all these cats and kitties all over and crammed in cages. i think they are treated ok, but they just are so limited. i didn’t even look at dogs i would die. i would have LOVED to save a big cat whose already been with a family but lost or abandoned (it’s like the babies don’t even know they have it bad, somehow i feel less sad for them)… but being that the new family member has to tolerate a pony sized dog we figured a baby baby would be best. so this morning i picked up my LITTLE ITY BITTY WITTLE KITTY (can you hear the sound in my voice). he is fluffy and gray and un-named. i tried to bring him to work and security at warner bros said sassily, “you can’t bring no cat in here” (they think this is the white house, who is worth protecting more george bush or brad pitt?).

anyway, kitty is home nestled in the pillows and a little freaked that there is a whole world out of what he knows. a world that included sunlight and treets and plants and dogs and pillows and friends.

my life couldn’t be better.