No, I really do. I am sorry if you love them. I should probably say I also never really went through the “I love dolphins” phase. I was kind of a dorky Huey Lewis into George Thoroughgood, David Addison into Arnie Becker into, hula hoop into track shoes kind of dork. All the way through I hated cats and they hated me back. Ask my sister. Anyway, the cat today is the proverbial cat in the bag, or out of the bag as it were. I have officially lost track of who reads this blogs, who knows this blog exists and who could use this blog to trip me up publicly. Not that I’d ever say anything that isn’t true, but perhaps I’ve had…