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Yesterday was National Cat Day

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1379378_10154733080610323_1002894992555909884_nso to celebrate let's talk about my favourite weirdo cat, Toulouse Lautrec.

I picked up Toulouse after a day of shopping with friends and scrolling through Kijiji ads over baklava and coffees. I called the lady who was giving him away and we drove over to a house in St James which was cluttered full of stuff and full of cats. She put Toulouse on my shoulder and he crawled behind my hair and started licking my neck and I fell in love.

He was just a little guy, then -probably too young to actually be separated from his mum, now that I think about it- and attached himself to me immediately.

Whenever I come home he runs to the door to meet me.10441316_10154532176220323_3410137655763805314_n When I'm in bed he insists on crawling on the pillows above my head and keeping me warm by being a furry hat.

He loves to knead my neck and lick my hair and sit in weird poses and lives for belly rubs.

In fact, if you start to pet him within a few seconds he'll be on his back with his tummy exposed, looking at you with an expectant look that says

"please please me"

which everyone does, because you can't say no to that face.


 

I want to be my cat when I grow up

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IMG_3508This is what he did while we ate dinner last night

then proceeded to roll around some more

chase his toy under the couch

pop a sick lean on the wall

and fall asleep on the ottoman.

All in the span of a single Doctor Who episode.

Toulouse is livin' the life.

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the latest man in my life

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is younger than me. he's only three months old.

we haven't been together very long. only a month and half since he came into my life.

he shows affection is ways I'm not used to.

he climbs on me and sucks on my hair and kneads my neck.

purring.
when I sit on the couch and type on the laptop (like I'm doing now)541462_10152632498670323_77071178_n

he climbs up my chest and hangs over my shoulder

giving me a huge furry hug.

he likes everyone and everyone likes him

just like one of the other important men that I live with

(no, not Ford, silly. Tyrone!)

I'm lucky to have all of them.

they all make me happy all of the time.

but this little sweetheart holds a special place in my heart

even if he does break into my purse and carry tampons around the apartment in his mouth.

you've gotta take the good with the bad, right?
 

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