February 27, 2012 by Amie M
I am not a crazy cat lady. I am just a lady crazy about her cat.
For just over a week, Audrey had a big, black, flooffy visitor. This visitor messed up her sleeping, eating, napping, playing schedule. And I think she kind of liked it. After a long time of chasing, smacking then chasing, battling over cat fort, ambushing from under the bed and racing for the prime napping spots, Audrey and Shadow decided to take their relationship to the next level, and have a date.
The afternoon was bright and sunny, and the table was set.
Cat milk was poured.
And the two lovers brought to their feast (one reluctantly).
After some persuasion to try new things, the gentleman kindly excused himself, and ran off.
Leaving the lady to finish their afternoon picnic alone.
Don’t worry, Audrey, not all first dates go well. But I have a feeling he will be back for more.