What Gets My Goat

It really pisses me off when my bio-father tries to tell me how my cats work after I’ve lived with them for 17 fucking years. He’s lived with them for five months. And beyond that, I just let them make up their own narcissistic (narc) narratives to suit themselves when really Bansidhe is good at finding suckers and exploiting the hell out of them for a bowl of milk or endless pets. And Binx is a snuggler — in bed. Outside of bed, he’s an aloof asshole. And Bill? Well, he’s broken, but I love him to pieces and sometimes I sleep on the floor to be close to him again. Bill’s shy, too. He runs away when I have a camera in my hands and he rarely visits with anyone other than myself.