Don't I feel a little foolish now after bad mouthing people and their doggy steps a few years ago. It could be that I've matured as a pet owner and a person. It could be I don't care anymore and am accepting the inevitable that I may well end up as the the weird cat lady.

I now have a six foot monument to an Egyptian cat goddess in my living room. I'm not sure if she would be impressed but she would have a place to sharpen her claws.