And sometimes the cats you meet even let you pet them. :3

Had a really shitty morning two weeks ago, after a really shitty night.

Met a cat on my way to work that let me pet them. The rest of the day was still shitty, but thinking back to meeting that cat kept me going.

Sometimes there’s a cat in the inner yard of my apartment building. It even rolls on it’s back to let me rub her belly. This made my entire shitty week two weeks ago.

After doing a lot of spring cleaning and clearing some space where a bunch of random stuff was piled up, I moved an unused kitty bed to that area. One of the kitties is in it for the first time this morning. That’s almost as good as meeting a new kitty, cause it’s a familiar kitty in a new space. Bonus: the new shelves I assembled over the weekend for vinyl records have one space open for the kitties (on the second row) and the other kitty was in there for the first time this morning, too.

Just getting to expand their spaces is nice.

Would probably get more sleep without our two hyper purr machines. But they definitely make life better.

I haven’t met a random cat in a while… :(