KRISTA OVERBY BEST FRIEND

and I miss my cat. How dumb is that? I miss my damn cat more than I miss anything. I guess that makes me a bona fide spinster. I know I am probably missing her more than she misses me. This is probably how it’s going down:

Me: Oh man, I miss my cat. She probably thinks I deserted her.

Betty: I’m hungry

Me: Maybe I should go get her. Maybe she would be happier to be with me, even if it means living in a small space. That would probably be so much better for her.

Betty: I’m sleepy

Me: Oh, woe is me. I am so sorry for leaving you this summer. If only you understood it’s for the best. I think about you all the time.

Betty: If only I could sleep and eat at the same time, life would be sweet.

Me: I hope Josh is giving you lots of love so it lessens your pain of losing me this summer.

Betty: I sure love digging in my litter box. Look at the poo fly!
Me: Oh Betty! I love you! I hate this separation! Ohhhhh! The pain!

Betty: Look one of those buzzing around things….I want to catch it! But I think I’ll nap a little bit first. I love tuna…zzzzz.
So, yeah…I’m pretty sure I am missing her more than she misses me.

I have a week to go before I move to camp. I think I’m gonna go into work with my sister next week…she wants me to rate her company as a temp…this shall be juicy.

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