I’m ill today and spending the day on my inflatable madrass (I just moved in, remember?) and couch, drinking lots of water and scrolling down my Facebook feed for the first time in ages. And here is what I find:
It’s a site dedicated to cat tales, which trapped me in a vertigo of stories about poor homeless kittens who find love. I cried my eyes out, and I want to share one of my favorites with you.
Meet Jiji the grandpa and Kinako the cat! It’s a story about a grumpy old grandpa and a ginger cat who walked into his world and turned his life around.
“Kinako was a bit shy when he first came to the family, but somehow he chose grandpa and would follow him around. An extraordinary friendship gradually grew between the two. Who would have thought that a timid kitten would befriend a grumpy old man!”
The old grandpa who started smiling again was only the beginning.
After spending a couple hours (and a blog post) on this I feel like a crazy cat lady, even though I don’t have a cat. Oh man, I want a cat! But traveling would probably be difficult if you have a furry friend depending on you.
Do you have a cat? Do you travel a lot? Is it a possible to have both?
Maybe I should try doing something else now… Something useful. Like getting up from the madrass and moving over to the couch.
Have a nice day!