For Celia

I share an apartment with the sweetest Tortie kitty cat named Celia. 

She loves waking me up at 5:25 a.m. because I swear she KNOWS that my alarm is set for 5:30 a.m.

She has a plastic toy ball that has a jingle bell inside of it.  She likes playing with this at 2 a.m.  When I say "playing with it," what I mean is she likes slamming it into the walls lining my hallway.  Did I mention it's usually 2 in the morning?

She enjoys lounging atop my extra bed pillow.  Thankfully I am a firm believer in 6 pillows on my bed.  Why, yes, I am one person and six pillows is not ridiculous.  Two have shams.  Four have pillowcases.  (I cannot believe that I just explained / felt like I had to justify my 6 bed pillows.)

She tolerates me clipping her front toenails.  As I explained to the vet, I wait until she starts rearranging the kitchen rug before I cut her nails.  I am fairly certain she just wants to run and not skatter the rug...although I bet it's fun on some level.

Her catnip plant perished while I was on vacation.  It was just too hot outside and I did not think to bring it indoors.

Today I went to the little nursery by my apartment and found that they still have catnip plants and they were VERY affordable.  I bought two.  Might as well have a backup.

I am my cat's "dealer."  I break off a little leaf before I head to work. 

Celia has to have a bad tooth pulled.  Is this covered by the Tooth Fairy?  Hmmm...