An Open Letter to My Cat

One Hangry Mama | An Open Letter to My Cat

Dear sweet Kitty,

You used to be my baby. My everything. My whole, fluffy, little world. I swore up and down that that would never change, even when I was pregnant. I even remember saying, “I can’t imagine ever loving anything more than this cat… I just love him so much!”

Well, Kitty, I was wrong. I still love you just as much as I always did, but damn, you’re making it difficult. I know, we brought a new little hairless cat (more commonly known as a “baby”) into your home a few months ago, but dude, you’ve gotta get on board with the new world order. Unfortunately, you’re not at the top anymore. I’m sure that’s hard for you to wrap your little head around, but tough shit. Continue Reading

What’s cookin’?

No, really. What’s cooking? Are you cooking? Because I’m not, and dinner ain’t gonna make itself.

I’m busy working part-time, nursing a 9-month-old (and generally keeping him alive), and trying not to forget about the cats. That’s about as many mouths as I can keep full at any given time, and you may notice that my own is not included on the list—and this mama is hungry. Like, teenage boy hungry. Continue Reading