Fat Cat.

I honestly never set out to become a cat person.

I always preferred the goofy loyalty of a dog to the smug ?I know better than you? of a cat. But when I moved into the house that I?m in now, it was the first time I had lived alone and had the opportunity to get pets.

Cue two very smart and evil felines appearing in my life.

And apparently when you have cats, you NEED cat ornaments and knick knacks. Suffice to say I now own a ridiculous amount of cat paintings, notebooks and photo frames. Out of them all, this is the only thing I like really. It?s fat, happy and has a turned up nose.

I see a lot of myself in it.