So, true story before I get started, because everybody wants an update on Mrs. Kitty.

Mrs. Kitty is about 17 years old.

I kind of give her an age update around the first of the year somewhere, because I don't really keep track of birthdays.

I'm kind of awful at it to tell you the truth.

And so she's around 17.

She could be 16.

I'm pretty sure she's older than 15, given that...

The best memory that I have, because I was in a pretty depressive episode at the time, but she was a full-grown adult cat who had been with me for a while during Barack Obama's inauguration.

She wasn't like a, she wasn't just like a new cat kitten.

And I recall, like, I feel like we knew each other during the 2006 midterbs and we're like hey how's it going so she's you know 15 16 17

17 somewhere in there is is is how old she is.

Absolutely adore her.

Cannot stand her, and if anybody wants her, just let me know.

You can have her now.

You just have to promise that you're going to be good to her.

You can have her.

She's all yours. She loves to cuddle. In fact,

she wants to cuddle hours a day. She will sometimes yell at me if I'm not in bed because that's her favorite place to cuddle.

And I literally cannot get into bed without her immediately scratching her post,

jumping into bed and curling up with me.

So there's the Mrs. Kitty update.

I fed her too much over December, over the holidays, and she started to get used to it.

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