Furry Little Love

We don't have children. One day we'd love to. In fact when the day comes that our house is filled with toys and our schedules filled with soccer games and ballet recitals, if I ever look back on this silly little blog, I'll probably bemoan my own frivolity.

But in the meantime, I have someone in my life that I sometimes think I could love as much as a child. If you are a mom reading this, you probably think I am completely ridiculous and highly detached from reality. And maybe I am. But Mo, my tiny clementine-colored kitty, this blog is dedicated to my usually nauseating, often eccentric ooey-gooey, cat-lady-crazy love for you.

Don't judge me, people.