Dos Loco Gatos

Besides my husband, I live with two crazy cats. Two is the most we will ever have at any one time (I think three or more qualifies as "cat lady" status). I like having them around. Even though they're hairy, sit on every piece of furniture we have, conduct crazy wrestling matches in the middle of the night, and can get on our nerves at times, they bring a lot of simple joy to our lives. Those of you with cats (or dogs) know what I mean.

It's nice to have a furry friend greet you when you come home. There's something about a purring cat that's almost therapeutic, especially when they cuddle up with you on a chilly day. 

Regardless of what cat-haters people say, they really have unique personalities. When you find a good one (or two), they become great pets, part of the family. 

I'd say we lucked out with two good ones (for the most part). We got Lacey 6 years ago from a local animal shelter when she was a kitten. She tends to keep to herself and isn't that outwardly friendly. Lacey's more of a scaredy cat and takes a long time to warm up to people. She's definitely a "girl" with her sporadic mood swings. But we love her because she was our first pet, we picked her out together and brought her home to our first apartment. 

Chancho is our Mexican orphan. His name is from Nacho Libre. We found him on Craigslist 3 years ago, after my co-worker adopted his brother, Bruno. He was the last kitten left, and we literally picked him up at a parking lot. Poor little guy needed some TLC. He was sooooo cute with long soft fur. I've always wanted a gray and white kitty. Little did I know he would be ca-razy. His sweet overly affectionate personality makes up for his bad behavior. Chancho is more like a dog - his favorite thing is playing fetch.

When they're not fighting each other or doing things they shouldn't, they can usually be found in this position. Ah, the life of a cat.