Confession

I have a not so secret secret. If given a chance and if certain circumstances happened in my life, like clinical depression, I might become a cat collector. You know, those old ladies who have up to 200 feral cats living in their basement? Yeah. When they die the SPCA comes in and finds out they've been sleeping with a cat skeleton for eight years? That could be me. Or I just love cats. And would have three. Tops. So, from this confession comes this revelation. I think those misspelled cat captioned pictures are hysterically funny. I actually will sit and laugh-Out Loud- at these pictures. It is a sustained laugh too. I don't feel so bad about this because LP thinks that they are just as funny (and so does my mom). I don't think it's normal to think these are funny. I only like cat ones. And ones that make no grammatical sense.

Here is the picture that started it all:

And then this is the one that inspired me to blog tonight.

AND if you want to make your own you CAN! (Readers, I know your hearts just LEAPT for joy as you read that!) Use the website featured below. I was going to make one for this blog, but lacking the wit required for such a lofty task...I defer it to another day. Enjoy!

http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/

You can imagine it will be a good thing when my husband comes home and I can cease to be a crazy cat lady. Or should I say "Stop beinz a Krazy katt ladi"

Anddddd I just crossed that line.

Love, Kaley