lolcats

Something really cool happened to me about two weeks ago, and I think I wrote about it?
But I deleted all of my drafts on here, so I’ll just have to rewrite it.
Not that that’s important. xD

Anyway,

So. Fun fact about Oli.

From the beginning of time, I’ve been incredibly, seriously, ridiculously allergic to cats.
We’re talking about almost instantaneous airway constriction when I come in contact with one.
Sneeze attack factory when I’m just in a house where a cat lives, and slow asphyxiation.
Basically, not a good situation to be in.

Prior to the story I’m about to tell, I hadn’t touched a cat in about three years or longer.
And immediately after, I needed to take a shower and used my inhaler an obnoxious amount for the rest of the day.

Okay, so.
There’s this cat.
A big fluffy huge grey cat. A long-haired cat.
A big looming death sentence, right?
Because I’m way more allergic to long-haired cats than short-haired.

I swear to god, on all that is sacred.
I am not. Allergic. To this cat. At all. 100% No sneezeowdeathwheeze involved.
o_o

What the hell, right?

I kind of had an inkling that I might not be allergic to him weeks before I found this out. When I wouldn’t sneeze when I was around him, or get uncomfortable when I hugged his owner. Even though all of her clothes have cat hair on them.

I told my doctor, and she kind of looked at me funny. Because I’m allergic to a whole bunch of things, but cats top the charts. Like I said. So she brought up the fact that my allergies might be changing, because they do that.

And I pointed out that I cannot be around other cats still.
My friend Sam has two cats. I die every time I’m in her house.
And my friend Mary has a cat. I die there too.
Without even touching these animals.

Apparently this is some kind of weird freakish anomaly.
xD She even asked me if I was sure I wasn’t allergic to the cat.

It’s awesome. I can be all up in his fur and pet him and…you know, normal stuff.

Even though that part is cool. It’s not what I’m most excited about.

You know, it’s unusual for a person in College to experience doing something that could be considered elementary.
And that’s what I got to do.
I was taken back to a state of being like, four years old. Totally inexperienced and cautious.
I had to be taught how to pet a cat.
At my stage of life, I was taught how to pet a goddamn cat for the first time.
And it was probably one of the coolest experiences of my life.

Who really can honestly say that they play with a cat with total appreciation of what they’re doing? xD
I can.
I’m still getting used to the fact that I can touch one. It makes me feel…

Well, normal.