After a grueling day, I rested over a few drinks and began to wonder. What breed is Grumpy Cat? Thy master Google says she’s a Snowshoe. A rare breed. My spirit animal is a rare Snowshoe breed that originated in the United States in the 1960s.
A few more drinks and I found myself spinning down the rabbit hole of endless Cats 101 videos on Youtube.
Little mo’ whisky and it turns out that Maru’s a Scottish Fold.
Japanese Maru can trace his lineage back to a single Scottish barn cat named Suzy. Talk…about…interesting. Maru’s Japanese with Ginger roots.
I LOVE info-tainment. It brings back the feeling of returning from recess, walking into class, and then noticing the TV cart in front of the chalkboard.
Teacher’s tired, so we’z gonna pretend to learn something from the picture box now. Ain’t much better than a stiff drink and pseudo education.
Continuing the adventure of discovering all breeds in Cats 101, I found out that I need to adopt a Ragdoll. They’re so friendly that they’re referred to as “puppy cats.” Mutha…fuck’n…awww.
One last whisky toast, and it just dawns on me. Ho-ly…fuck. I’m going to die alone.
What am I doing with my life? I’m single. I should be scoping out breasts and meeting chicks. But, here I am…spending my free time checking out pussies.
Ugh. I should sober up.