I have 2 cats aged 13 and 17 and 2 cats are really all a person needs, particularly when said person also has 2 large dogs. But my cats are old and as awful as it is, I sometimes think about the cute fuzzy baby replacements I will get when they eventually shuffle off the mortal coil.
One day I shall have two cute baby fuzzy kitties and I shall name them thusly:
kitten number one shall be named Mewcifur – destroyer of worlds
kitten number 2 shall be named Cthmewlu – destroyer of sanity
Given my lifelong relationship with cats, I find these names wholly appropriate.
In other vaguely related news, well, vaguely related in that he too has a lifelong relationship with cats, next Thursday I get to meet Neil Gaiman. I am ridiculously geeked. If Amanda Palmer happens to be there as well I may pee. And then I’ll ask her to sign the CD I am taking with me just in case while apologizing for smelling like pee.