i used to be a cat person

If you were wondering whether The Boy would be walking to school tomorrow, the answer is “no.” Apparently my threat scared him enough that he decided to get ready on time this morning. YAY!

Eons ago, my family had cats. And dogs. Both – because we were cat and dog people. And then I met Scotty, who is very allergic to cats. Like throat seizing up and feeling the aftereffects for days kind of allergic. When we were dating, I would change into clean clothes before going to his apartment. And I would no longer let my cat sleep in the basket of clean clothes (poor kitty!).

When I graduated and moved from Austin, I gave away my cat (a tragic story I’ll tell one day). After a short time of being catless, I can’t hang out with them anymore. And it’s so sad because I just love ’em to bits!

Which is going to be problematic for The Boy’s cub scout meetings. His den leader has cats. Which I thought wasn’t a problem – we’ve been to their house before (hubby of den leader is The Girl’s soccer coach) without a problem. But we were always downstairs. Where there are hardwood floors. And I never sat on cloth furniture. And we often were outside.

But the den meetings are in the theater room. Which is carpeted. And has upholstered sofas. And lots of nooks and crannies for cat dander to collect and hide. So after a mere hour, my eyes were itching, I was sneezing, the roof of my mouth itched (does that happen to anyone else or am I just weird?), and I was ready to get outta Dodge.

Why oh why do kitties have to have yucky dander? Why? They’re so sweet and soft and cuddly yet aloof and independent. Oh, and the purring! Don’t get me started on the purring! It’s so amazing that they can make such a noise!

Now I’m left wondering what I’m going to do about the next 9 months of den meetings. I’m hoping that I was just extra sensitive because I’m getting over a cold. But what if that’s not the case? Would I be willing to host at our house? And would the den leader be ticked? I guess I could always just drop The Boy off and ask someone to bring him home. But I was hoping I would be able to participate in this.

Darn cat dander. Ruins everything.

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