Maybe I’m the Whore?
In the past I’ve always called cats whores. Mostly because they can’t get enough attention out of people. I now live with three cats. Two are my sisters and one is mine. Our friends affectionately refer to us as the “Cat Ladies” Thought I’m far from a lady? Anyways… I was sitting in my room today, and Mona comes in and hopes onto my lap. I pet her for a bit, then Baily comes in… Mona gets up and leaves the room. Baily hops up. About ten minute later, Aden comes… I was beginning to feel used. Then it occurs to me!
I must be a whore to these cats. I’ve had it backwards this whole time. Our apartment is like a luxury resort with hookers; and, Jess and myself would be the hookers. With this realization I pointed at Baily (who was at the door) and said, “Bring some money or get out!”. She didn’t listen, because she booted Aden off my lap and laid back down…
Help, I’m trapped with cats!
