Meet Daisy:
I've spent the last 5 out of my 7 1/2 adult years living alone. I had one roommate in college who was randomly paired with me in the dorms. We lasted 6 weeks before she moved out. We never really fought, we just didn't talk for 5 weeks. Then the next year I lived with a girl who at the time, was my best friend. We fought. We fought a lot. After the summer, and some nice time apart, we got back together and were friends again. It was never, however, quite the same. While in Brazil I lived and worked closely with several different girls, and for the most part we all got along. But, really, I think I prefer living alone.
Here is another picture of Daisy before I continue with my story:
When you live alone, no one steals your food. You don't have to clean anyone else's mess. You never have to fight for the shower or washing machine. I'm usually so busy and tired of dealing with people by the time I get home that I'm not lonely.
Another Daisy shot:
I've had Daisy now for the last 5 years. She is perfect. She is very soft, pretty friendly. She never scratches my furniture and she doesn't eat very much. She meows a lot and let's me pick her up. Whenever I sit on the couch she comes and sits on my lap.
Now you've met my cat, Daisy. Here is one more cute picture to finish us off.
