Ok, sooner or later I had to introduce you to les chats. Today, I got a great shot of Urbana so I figured it was time. Madison and I adopted her last September, right after we moved in together. We were at the DC animal shelter, and a couple of girls were in the adoption room with us, and when they saw this cute little black cat they shrieked “Eww who would want a black cat?” Well, she went home with us shortly after that.
Her name is from Urban, which we wanted to call her because she was a street kitty in DC, but then we thought it sounded too masculine and added an “a.” At the time, I did not know of the restaurant Urbana in DC which is rather delicious.
Urbananow has a brother named Dumbledore after my great uncle… just kidding. OBVIOUSLY it’s a Harry Potter name, it’s me… what did you expect??
We saved Dumbledore’s life twice, but I will explain that in a future post. For now, just know that I am a crazy cat lady who lives for cats, doesn’t stop talking about cats, and who prefers feline companionship.
That was painful to write – I hate the stigma that goes with having kitties for pets. For the record, I am an animal lover and love love love both of my family’s golden retrievers. However, I don’t have to take the cats out at night to go peepeepoopoo, they make me laugh, and I appreciate how you have to earn their affection, unlike dogs who will love anyone who pets them.