My sister came to visit for a week and she left today. This morning my mom, my sister, my nana and I were cleaning my nana’s house. This conversation happened:

Me: “Jan, lets go to the humane society today. I kind of want a cat even though i hate them. Sometimes it just feels lonely coming home to an empty apartment.”

Jan: “YA! We can look for dogs too!”

Me: “Ok. I only want a grey or orange cat and I will name it Karen or Mary Ann.”

Mom: “If you get a cat, you will never get married…especially if you get a cat and name it Karen.”