Yes. It really is Crazy Cat Lady Day…
7pm Wednesday evening.
Cynthia races around the house in a panic.
Cynthia: OMG. Oh My Gato. OMG. Today is National Crazy Cat Lady Day.
She twirls in circles, picks up Penelope and her phone, and grins maniacally as she tries to take a selfie.
Penelope yelps and runs off.
Marcy (yawning): Every day is Crazy Cat Lady Day in this house.
Cynthia: No Marcy… you don’t understand! I almost MISSED it. I had NO idea. Absolutely NO idea.
Cynthia frantically tries on different colored cat ears to take more selfies.
Marcy (scratching her ear): And why make it National? Isn’t it enough that it’s Domestic? Must we inflict crazy people cat insanity on the world?
Cynthia: No Marcy… you don’t understand. We have a cat blog. We are supposed to know about these things in advance.
Cynthia starts smearing black eyeliner on her face in a feeble attempt at whiskers when she spies a photo op with Scooter.
Marcy: But why is being insane something to celebrate?
Cynthia lunges for Scooter who immediately rushes to safety at the top of the cat condo with Marcy.
Cynthia: Arghhhh… Stop being philosophical and HELP ME with my CRAZY CAT LADY POST!!
Marcy: No. You’re crazy.
HAPPY NATIONAL CRAZY CAT LADY DAY,
TO ALL MY CRAZY CAT LOVING PEEPS!