I offically blame kitties for this. Not my two delightful kittty boys, Ares and Zeus, but kitties in general. Okay, truth be told, I'm not that far from being a crazy cat lady. I've always loved cats, and I always had at least one growing up. The first pet I remember was a sweet black cat named Salem. She pre-dated me into our family, lived through the Teton Dam breaking and the flooding of my home town of Blackfoot following it She let me maul her with love when I was little. We lost her when I was 16, and I cried for days. My Mom and I still talk about her "sock babies" when she would take a pair of folded sock out of any source she could find, and drag them up and down the hallway. This was a nocturnal activity, and I can still hear her "mowrow, mowrow" up and down in front of my door when I was a kid.
Anyway, point being, kitties are awesome. I've been struggling for awhile with some anxiety issues. It mostly hits at night, and I will do stupid things when I'm awake for no reason at 4am, like look up things that contribute to my anxiety. (I've got a case of Trypophobia. And insects/parasites freak me out in the same fashion)
So, to inhibit my anxious feelings, I found Cuteoverload.com, and then several blogs about kitties. I love ittybittykittycomittiee and others. The Daily Kitten helps a lot too. Baby kitties me smile everytime. But it also made me realize, "hey genius, you've got a blog!"
These are my two lovely boys Ares and Zeus. Ares is the bigger of the two, and the shorthaired one. Zeus is the one with the floof.
Well, we think fear of holes in your skin is a very reasonable fear, for whatever that might be worth.
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