While I’m on the topic of my cat, let me just get this out of the way.
Somehow my life has lead me to the point where I go to Petsmart in search of a costume for my cat so we can take a silly holiday picture. Yes that happened. To me.
I never would have predicted my life would take this kind of path, the kind that leads one to be excited about animal costumes. But here I am. I was downright giddy about the possibilities. Reindeer? Elf? Santa Claus? Hey this one lights up! We even bought the damn cat a stocking (though we quickly downgraded from the eight dollar stocking to the 89 cent one, so yes, I still have some reasoning skills left).
As soon as we got home, I rushed to show Oberon his gifts. As you can imagine, he was thrilled.
But he did curl up on my lap later in the day, so I’m pretty sure that means he’s secretly excited to try on his new reindeer head gear.
P.S. You’ll have to wait to see the cuteness. We’re thinking we only get one shot at this before Oberon refuses to speak to us for days.
What is it with the pet costumes??
Without the cat costume we just look weird in our family Christmas picture. With the costume, we are hilarious.
I told you so! I told you so!
After all the shit you’ve given your 3 sisters, NEVER AGAIN! You are officially a pet person… and I love it… hehehehe
I never thought I’d be that person either… but am reminded that I AM that person every year around the holidays when I force my dogs to wear reindeer ears for a picture.
You really do only get one shot. They get hip to the situation after that.