I've lived with cats most of my life. My last crossed the Bridge on Valentine's Day 2012, just shy of his 18th birthday. I'm sadly catless for the foreseeable future. After years of lurking, I signed up and started making LOLs last summer. If my cats were here, they could vouch for my character: all of them were rescues and spoiled rotten, and I miss all of them every day. (My icon is one of the cats I grew up with.) What else? I'm probably the only person you know who doesn't have a Facebook a...I've lived with cats most of my life. My last crossed the Bridge on Valentine's Day 2012, just shy of his 18th birthday. I'm sadly catless for the foreseeable future. After years of lurking, I signed up and started making LOLs last summer. If my cats were here, they could vouch for my character: all of them were rescues and spoiled rotten, and I miss all of them every day. (My icon is one of the cats I grew up with.) What else? I'm probably the only person you know who doesn't have a Facebook account; I'm old enough to remember when there was no clumping kitty litter; and I have a twisted sense of humor that some find offensive.
