Cat? I’m a kitty cat. And I dance, dance, dance, and I dance, dance, dance


The thought of getting a new cat is a conflicting one. On one hand, it would feel like a betrayal to Jazzy because she died exactly a month ago today, which isn’t that long ago at all, and it’s like even thinking of a new cat feels like we’re replacing her. On the other hand, there are so many cats in Calgary who need good homes, and we are in a position to provide that to one (or more) cats.

I was looking at the Calgary Humane Society adoptables today (because that’s what I do in my free time) and saw this sweet creature:

I felt an instant bond with her. Even just by seeing her pictures. Like…I need to meet this girl and see if we can help her. I’ve already renamed her Waffle.

So Nate and I have booked an appointment on Tuesday morning to go and check her out and possibly bring her home if we feel the same bond in person.

I’m excited. And sad. And guilty. And excited.

What sayest thou? Speak!