Maltie and Pennywhistle

If I could control my universe, at the top of my list I would be married and have four children.

Coming in second, I would like a pet sheep. I had a pet sheep once and she was the best furry friend ever! I bathed her once a week, I read poetry to her, and I played my flute for her. She never once told me I was bad. Unfortunately, sheep and city living don't mix.

Thirdly, I really, really want a dog. A little four legged friend to go on hikes, to play games in the park, a co-pilot on errands, and a happy heart to greet me when I come home at night. Only trouble is I tend to come home too late and I think little Fido would be very sad all by himself.

I knew what the logical choice was; a cat. ugh. a single woman with a cat. But I do love cats. And have had several pet cats in the past. (okay, what kind of pet haven't I had? well, only North American animals anyway...) I went to a cat shelter looking for ONE fluffy orange cat. Orange is my favorite! What did I get? Two little fluffy calico sisters. (I am one cat away from the crazy cat lady!)


I still would prefer children, sheep, or a dog, but I love these two little girls. They give me comfort and affection and only give me dirty looks when I accidentally step on them, which is often since they follow me from room to room.

And maybe it's good practice for being a mom: I have to sweep the floor every day from all the things they scatter around, put away all sharp tools, pick up toys and put them where they belong, clean up kitty vomit, feed, water, and change the litter box, I never get to even shower alone because they come and sit on the edge of the tub to keep close to me, I get up earlier than my alarm because they seem to think it's time to be held and petted. But I like it. Gives me something more than me to be responsible for and they cuddle and purr and pet me back.