No, not that one. You know who. The bride who had a small, intimate affair today at Versailles or some such palace.
I am feeling nostalgic tonight about the kind of private family wedding where the woman to be married wore a tasteful bridal gown. And, if she was a Cat Lady, the bride not only wore white but also posed for her formal wedding portrait with her beloved cat by her side.
I was not a Cat Lady on the day I was married. But if Cat Man and I ever renew our vows, we'll need to find a venue with a sufficiently wide aisle to accommodate the procession of many furry ringbearers.
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