Cats - not the musical - but just as mind boggling

I can't sleep, which is really uncommon for me.  So I thought I would share a humorous (or so I think) scenario.  (Cat people, please pardon my slander.  Go forward with your cat-loving ways; I do not mean to offend!)  


My parents are cat people.  If you have been to our house, you have met the two princes Marley and Rufus.  My dad is a bit more over the deep end in love with the cats than my mom.  He has gone as far as calling them my "brothers" and he has more than once put the phone up to Rufus so that he could say hello when I lived in Milwaukee.  


I moved back home complaining about the cats.  Sure I grew up with cats and loved my little Angel kitty to pieces.  But once you move away from litter boxes, it is tough to go back.  To put my opinion eloquently - stinky stinky gross!


Now I spend my days at home with only the cats.  I hate to admit it, but they are now my best listeners.  I truly do talk to these fur balls.  I mainly hang out with Rufus, our sumo-sized black cat.  Yes, I said "hang out with" a cat.  He follows me around the house and showers me with attention.  Who wouldn't love such attention?  When you spend this many hours alone with only two cats, you can judge.  Until then, I judge myself enough about my attachment to the flea bag (He doesn't have fleas.  That's just my passive aggressive love showing).  The cat is awesome and please come visit to see for yourself so that I can stop this spinster-like commentary about a cat.    


I told Ross that it is crucial I move back to Milwaukee and part ways from my feline friends before I turn to the dark side - a cat person.  He finds my actions both hilarious and alarming.  However, I know I am safe from becoming the ultimate cat lady.  I had the honor of witnessing the best car stickers of a "family."  Here's an example of a normal family sticker collage:

I once saw a sticker collection on the back of a green station wagon bearing only a woman and three cats.  At least I do not have that going against me.  However, I did just write a blog about my best friend, Rufus the cat.  dangit.