I Always Knew There Was A Big Underground Drag Kitty Scene.

Cat people. We are a rare breed aren't we.

We not only love our cats, we adore them. We even slightly worship them.

The other night, I looked at my cat, sleeping on his little cat couch, and shed a tear. If only he knew how much I loved him! (Of course hormones might have played a slight role in this moment.)

Well, my sister has shown me that there are some that take the adoration of their kitties to a whole new level.

Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you...

Kitty Wigs

Kitty freakin' wigs.

I did a Google search and there is an entire Kitty Wig group on Flickr. Of course there is.

Okay, give me "depressed millionairess."

Now give me "I have no time for you, you stupid stupid human!" 

Okay, I admit, I once put a little tiny Panthers helmet on Lemieux to take a picture to send to my mother-in-law. But a wig? I just don't think I can subject my boys to that. I mean, if they're into drag, I am a loving mother and will love and support them no matter what. But I'm not going to be the reason why they turn to a life of sin. (I've read I Am Not Myself These Days! I know what those girls are up to! Okay, I loved that book, but whatever.)

It doesn't matter anyways -- they're both more purple kinda gals.

Although Lemieux would rock that pink one like nobody's business.

Hmmmm... $50...