We had joy, we had fun, we’ll have seasons in the sun!

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After four months of extensive blogging about cats and their crazy owners, now would be the perfect moment to clarify something in this, my final, blog post: I am not, nor have I ever been, a crazy cat lady. 

Coffee 'n' Cats

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Whenever I think of cats, I get a warm and fuzzy feeling that floods through my body, similar to coffee that percolates through the moka pot. As soon as contact with coffee or cat is established, everything lights up, no matter how excruciating life may seem at that moment. Soaking my body’s every fibre, both transform bad thoughts into no thoughts at all, leaving only but a bittersweet aftertaste. Whereas the thought of cats and their actual presence usually calms me down, coffee has quite the opposite effect: it resurrects me. 

All you need is...

A CAT! Or, you know, two, or twelve, or ...

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Ah, young love. A new relationship is like an adventure on the open sea. Your ship, the soul of your adventure, has to face numerous dangers lurking beneath the sea’s calm surface before it sets course for love’s safe harbour. Once you dive head first into your adventure, you either immerse yourself into the passions of commitment and hoist the sails for a long journey, or you disembark with a blatant belly flop with a few bruises to show for it. 

crazy cat ladies and pop culture

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Do you ever brood over things society thinks are crazy? Or maybe you are even part of the craziness?