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This Post Was Inspired by an Old Cat

I love cats, and have been the owner of a cat/cats for over a decade now. And while none of my cats have had that much longevity - the oldest being Zardos, the fat cat who lived to age 11 - they've mostly been amazing companions who kept me happy and sane despite, you know, life. I lived without a cat for a spell in 2007, and I honestly can't believe how I did that.


Today, I'm at the relatively less spry age of 34, and I've foregone my morose personality for a more delightfully curmudgeonly bearing. I'm like that guy with a soft spot for cats and obedient kids who are cute, smart, and know their manners, but is basically an asshat to everybody else in the world. I don't make it a goal to make the world a better place for everybody, but I do this with a smile in my heart and a frown on my face.

I imagine this comes with age, although there's something to be said about aging gracefully. I'm not graceful at all. I'm clumsy, both in bearing and in ageing, and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only human being to be like this.

While perusing my Twitter earlier this morning, I came upon this tweet by, ironically, the user called @BabyAnimals. The tweet featured a cat who, upon celebrating his 31st birthday, looked as grouchy as you'd expect a cat in his old, old, old age. Here's the tweet below.



Ha. Hahahahaha. Hahahahahahaha. Man, that cat looks so woebegone, so morose, so downright unamused that he could give the queen of England a run for her money. And more to the point, that blasted cat looks so cute.

I mean, just look at him.

Meow, bitch.


And that, I guess, is the whole point of this post. Us old grumps may be grumpy asshats crawling along the sides of the road, but remember one thing: We may be grumps, but we're still very much adorable. Remember that, always.

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