*listen to this while you read cat stuff*
I like cats, I really do. I have a cat and she is my lazy little black shadow. Trailing behind me as I peruse my apartment, conversing and pawing at dust bunnies. I love her dearly.
Do I have a membership to Cat Fancy? Nope. Do I feel compelled to drape myself in as much feline related clothing as possible? Norp. Do I ask prospective intimate companions to dress as kitties? Good heavens, that would be hilarious… but sadly, no.
So… how did I end up at a cat show, nexus of feline fortitude and worship? Eh, it sounded like fun. Something to check off the internal list of human experiences, along side eating an entire bag of potato chips, and…pfft… I don’t know… hitting your head on an open cabinet door in the kitchen.
The 40th Annual Saintly City Cat Championship Cat Show will feature hundreds cats from the United States and Canada competing. The highest scoring male and female will be crowned Winter Carnival Household Pet King and Queen.
The mostly snoozing cat population was only slightly inconvenienced by my photo requests.
These beautiful cats and the people that tirelessly dote on them were so kind and accepting. Happy to share their experiences and eager to compare cat tales. Easily falling into discussions of rules and regulations; what makes a champion, the ribbon system, and very complex point accumulations. It was most charming to just talk to people who had a real passion, and were happy to have a community to revel in…
The cats… couldn’t have cared less. Seriously.
I have edited the final picture to convey the true sentiment of these majestic beings…
Feel the love.
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