Ok, I have something to admit. And I don’t want you to judge me for it. But – before I say it, let me make this clear – I am not like one of those girls/ladies. I’m talking about a… cat. lady.
That’s right. I have a pet cat. And I’m not a cat lady. To be honest he’s more like the size of a dog or tiny pony, but that’s neither here nor there. Jack is probably one of the coolest cats there is. Ask my friends. They’ll agree with me.
I adopted Jack from a shelter a couple months after moving to Florida. Lonely girl, no friends. New city. (Ok that sounds borderline cray), but I’ve always had pets growing up, and it seemed like a nice way to adopt an animal and be slightly less lonely.
So I’ve finally admitted it. Try to not judge me. He’s just a cool, chill animal who’s also a snuggly, furry roommate. Here’s some photos of my tiny mountain lion.
Oh and a picture of Mia so she’s not left out. I kinda have a puppy too. Well, technically I adopted her as she’s T’s girl.