mmmmmmmmmfffff :CCCCC kitttttyyyy

It’s so bad that one of the ladies at work noticed that I had a cat problem and warned me to stay away from the humane society across the street.  

I keep hoping desperately that just one person on this street will have a cat walking around that I can pet.  I miss my Zoe terribly.  I don’t cry so much anymore, but I still feel keenly that she’s gone, even if I wouldn’t be with her now even if she were alive because I’m down here. 

I went to a PetLand the other day just to see one and made pathetic noises at the glass before I realized what I was doing.  :C