Gouda

I met someone… it’s cat named gouda. My friends live in a house right off Commercial drive in Vancouver, and theres a neighboors cat that always comes and hangs out in their house, sleeps there, steals food… Last night when I was there it came in and I started to cuddle it. I forgot how much I love cats! All my life I hated them, thought they were so mean. But last fall I developed a love for them when I was staying in a bunch of peoples houses that had cats. Now I’m really trying to convince David that we should get a little kitten to cuddle, and for sid to play with! 

P.S. Happy Halloween!!