reason number i-lost-count why i wanna (and will, in 55 days to be exact, at least according to our target wedding registry) marry mr. v. sassana - he asked if we could get a 2nd cat. while our initial plans and dreams of adopting a white tiny fluffball male kitten named lyle were diminished (he didn't exist), we did find a 2nd best option--a tiny, 10 month old grey tabby girl by some lame ass name of 'feist'. b/c she was like, feisty, or something. whatever. we adopted that kitten cuz she cuddled the shit outta us and was cute as hell. took her home, and she drools everywhere and refuses to leave the comforts of our bed or her grey kitty bed (that looks like her! ps - i know what ya'll are thinking, mols is mos def not feeling any sort of reverse favoritism, she too got an orange cat bed that looks like her from walgreens - i'm a very considerate cat lady like that).
anyway. this kat is super kewl. mols and elliott don't even h8 each other. (not like creepy cousin kronos). and she's our baby. so that's pretty kewl. getting married. adopting cats. contemplating futures. planning weddings/receptions in dive wicker park bars. life could be worse--(you could find a string in your hoagie).
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