That's me. (And that picture is ancient. My hair is much longer. But it's a good pic so we'll go with it until I get a better one where I don't look like a doofus.)
I'm a Midwestern girl who has lived in the South for the last 4 years. I'm a huge football fan (Green Bay Packers), love beer and pizza more than a lady should admit, and have the greatest friends and family in the entire world.
Lady is the first cat in "her cats." She's been my baby for the last 3 years and has been through a lot with me. Four apartments, two cities, lots of holidays and long weekends home, some pretty bad breakups, and countless hours snuggling while I lay in bed and read a book. Shes stubborn, smart, and sassy - just like her Mommy. She's also the old, fat(ter) cat.
Charlie is the baby of the family. She wormed her way into my heart during a quick trip to pick up litter and food one Saturday afternoon. She's already two years old but she's still a kitten at heart - running, jumping, and meowing to get attention are her favorite things in the entire world. She's spoiled rotten but she makes up for it when she curls up in your lap and purrs up at you until she's literally rumbling.