That is funny 36! I had a cat for 14 years. A beautiful blue persian, itty bitty little hairball. Flat as a pancake face and owl eyes. Hubby called her Oscar the Grouch because he thought she always looked mad. She was a princess, had to be carried everywhere and required non stop adoration. LOL. Oh, she would sit on hubbys knee to be petted if I was not available. But she would not look at him. She was my girl. tee hee.
