I became a widow in a young age. I had no children and didn’t want to marry again. I got me a good company of my cats instead. On Sundays I put on a nice dress, my best shoes and a ribbon in my hair, then I take my three cats for a walk. They are my family. The old gossips of the town call me a crazy cat lady and talk behind my back. But I don’t care because my pets and I enjoy our walk and we are happy.