A lotta pets, Lotta. Deal with it.

Oh, God. This is so stupid. One of my black cats, Dixie, is trying to hurdle over her own mother, Slick. Dixie is TINY. She's pretty much the size of my hand. And then there my turtle, Bubbles, who's going "What the heck?" in his aquarium, but you know, not really moving, because Bubbles is the laziest turtle on earth. Now one off my tabby cats, Olivefur, is pawing at the glass. Down, Ollie, DOWN. Oh, Glord.

My sister, Lotta (short for Milotta), is telling me that my pets need to SHUT UP. Like, now. She thinks that I have too many pets. Yeah? Well you have too LITTLE. Lotta only has ZERO pets.

I'm Catherine!

Hey, hey hey! It's me Catherine--but PLEASE call me Cathy. Hardly anyone knows about me. I do have another blog (see if you can find it!!) but I hardly use that, so YAY to the birth of a new blog! Let's all be meerkats.