Crazy Cat Lady Chronicles, Vol. XV

It won't be long before I'm wearing a housecoat and screaming at the toaster with 12 cats swirling around my legs. Only then will I fess up and write my manifesto about why cats are perfect creatures.

I am keeping a mental list of material. I don't want to give too much away in advance, but here's a sample.

Reason #158: Cats keep you real. If you've been given a compliment that leaves you smiling and feeling like the Best Person Ever, a cat will take a huge, toxic dump in the litter box nearest you, cast a fleeting glance your way and prance off, as if to say, "It's your problem now."