The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

Owning a cat means you and that cat are a package deal in relationships, and your partner needs to know that. 

It's important to have the Cat Talk early on in new relationships, to set the expectations quickly. You and your cat come together. You are a family. And your partner has to accept that and everything that comes with it. The ones who don't like it, the people who hate cats or traits that cats have, have no business dating someone who has cats. You should never be put in a position of having to choose between your partner and your cat. 

You find out all kinds of weird beliefs that people have about cats once you actually start talking to them about it. People who think that it is unhygienic to kiss your cat on their little forehead and are turned off by it. People who are jealous of their partner's love for their cat and find themselves resenting the cat and the partner because of it. And although this is not true about all vegans - we know, we're dating one who loves cats - apparently, some of them think that cats eating meat is a problem. 

The best memes to keep at your side when you decide to stay in bed all weekend long.

Many offices have a tradition during the last lunch of the week, to go around the table and ask everyone about their weekend plans. People share what they are most looking forward to in the weekend, whether it's a fun date night or a family gathering, and everyone gets a glimpse of their coworkers' lives outside of the office.

If we're being completely honest, we never liked that tradition, but not for the reasons you might think. Years ago, we might have been ashamed that our only weekend plans were to cuddle in bed with our cats and read a good book, while others went out and enjoyed their youth at some club, but not anymore.

These days, we have no problem going into great detail about our favorite things to do during the weekend, even if it's mostly sleep, eat, and read. We are proud to be the homebodies that we are, and we have no shame in it whatsoever. 

The reason we don't like this tradition is that now people in the office seem to turn to us and ask for recommendations on what they should do while in bed all weekend long. Suddenly, everyone wants book or TV recommendations, or they want to know what take-out we had on Friday night. Since when are we the influencers on how to spend the perfect night indoors? We don't like people; that is why we preferred to spend the weekend with our cats in the first place. Why would anyone turn to us for advice?

You can always tell when cats are related. 

There's usually one cat who behaves like the oldest sibling. Calm, slightly judgmental, always nearby when things get loud. Another is clearly the baby, even if they're the same size as everyone else. They sprawl across the group, demand grooming, and act personally offended if anyone moves. Then there's the wild card sibling who starts the chaos, vanishes immediately, and somehow avoids consequences every time.

Cat families do everything together, even when they pretend they don't. They nap in piles that make no sense. They groom each other with varying levels of enthusiasm. They steal each other's spots and then act shocked when the original owner wants it back. There are brief squabbles, dramatic exits, and lots of side-eye, but no one actually goes far.

What makes it so funny is how familiar it all feels. The unspoken rules. The obvious favoritism. The way one cat always ends up in the middle of everything, whether they want to be or not. You can practically see the sibling dynamics playing out in real time.

It's messy, cozy, and completely unplanned. A group that argues, cuddles, and sticks together anyway. No labels needed. Just a bunch of cats who clearly grew up together and never stopped acting like it.

Mimi's story starts in a heartbreaking way, but it doesn't stay there for long.

This little kitty came into her purrson's life in October after being found abandoned in a dumpster, at just a few weeks old. It's hard to imagine such a small kitten ending up like that, but what matters most is what happened next. She was rescued, brought to the vet, and given the care she needed to start fresh. With proper treatment and a lot of love, Mimi quickly turned things around.

Now, at three months old, she's thriving. She's playful, energetic, and clearly soaking up every bit of affection she can get. The kind of kitten who fills a room with movement and joy, always ready to chase, cuddle, or investigate something new. It's obvious she knows she's safe and loved.

Bringing a new kitten home wasn't without its challenges. Boo, the resident cat, was not impressed at first. There was some tension, some attitude, and a fair amount of disapproval. But time has a way of softening things. Slowly, boundaries were tested, curiosity replaced annoyance, and now the two are settling into something that looks a lot like friendship.

Mimi didn't just get a second chance, she completely changed the house for the better. From being left behind to being right in the middle of everything, she's exactly where she belongs. Watching her grow, play, and finally start to bond with Boo makes it all feel worth it. She came in small and unsure, and now she's a happy little presence that fits right in.