Things have been rather boring in Sparkles Plenty Land, but I didn't want my three readers to think that I've been neglecting my duties. I regret that I have no stories of bugs biting me on the ass or me getting drunk and falling down stairs, but bear with me because it's only a matter of time before those things happen.
In pseudo-exciting news, Gloria The Cat is now a part of the Sparkles family. I'm not sure how it happened, because I was damn determined that I would never be A Cat Person. But somehow she wore me down and now she's one of Us. She's quite lovely and has a wonderful personality, but I think I reached my breaking point when I went to the pet store to buy a carrier to take her to the vet so she could get her shots and be scheduled for a spaying. In a moment of stupefying weakness, I decided to browse the feline fashion accessories. I found a pink collar with a pink plaid bow and a little pink bell, and naturally I had to buy it for Gloria. My heart isn't made of stone, people! Anyway, I came home, put the collar on her, and almost passed out from the cuteness. I knew then that I was a goner.
She's been with us ever since, and even when she's walking across my face at 5am in order to get to her favorite spot on the bed I feel warm and happy inside. My heart skips a little when I feel her warm breath on my ear and hear her loud diesel engine purr. And when I think about how she has a warm place to sleep now instead of living outside in the cold foraging for food, I know we made the right choice. Even if cleaning out that litter box is a total bitch.
In pseudo-exciting news, Gloria The Cat is now a part of the Sparkles family. I'm not sure how it happened, because I was damn determined that I would never be A Cat Person. But somehow she wore me down and now she's one of Us. She's quite lovely and has a wonderful personality, but I think I reached my breaking point when I went to the pet store to buy a carrier to take her to the vet so she could get her shots and be scheduled for a spaying. In a moment of stupefying weakness, I decided to browse the feline fashion accessories. I found a pink collar with a pink plaid bow and a little pink bell, and naturally I had to buy it for Gloria. My heart isn't made of stone, people! Anyway, I came home, put the collar on her, and almost passed out from the cuteness. I knew then that I was a goner.
She's been with us ever since, and even when she's walking across my face at 5am in order to get to her favorite spot on the bed I feel warm and happy inside. My heart skips a little when I feel her warm breath on my ear and hear her loud diesel engine purr. And when I think about how she has a warm place to sleep now instead of living outside in the cold foraging for food, I know we made the right choice. Even if cleaning out that litter box is a total bitch.
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