I like cats. If I had a house with a yard, I'd get a dog too. But I've always had cats since I was little. My first cat I trapped in my front yard when I was like in 6th grade and forced it to become my friend. Snowball...
I have two cats today. One I got from someone that saved him from a carrier on the side of the road. I suspect he fell off someone's car that forgot they put him up there? This cat doesn't give a crap about anything. I can bang symbols next to him and he doesn't care. He cares so little that I thought he was deaf. I know he isn't deaf cuz when my alarm goes off in the morning he walks on my face to wake me up. Even if I shut my alarm off and lay back down, he will make sure I wake up. Like he knows or something...
His coat sucks though. He will look like a straggly stray minutes after I brush him. Now I get him shaved every fall and spring.
This other cat was a stray that's had her ear clipped, so she's spayed. It took me three months just to get her to come inside. It's been about 8 months now and she's still a mainly outside cat. When I get home from work she's waiting under a bush. She won't come out until I come inside and close the door. Then after a minute, I'll open the door and she's right there running in. She's weird all around. I can't touch her unless she asks me to. But when I get in bed, she jumps up there with me and Frank. She sleeps in the house and is out the door when I leave for work.
It is a bad picture. This picture made me realize one of my camera lenses is cracked. Man I spent too much time in here. I'm gonna need a plunger
I think it is a ragdoll. This cat doesn't give a crap. I bathe him on a plastic table with a water hose. I shop-vac him. One time, a french bulldog stuck it's nose in my door. My cat walked up all calm and slow. Got to the dogs nose like, "Hey there" and all of a sudden went Mike Tyson. Poor dog had a bloody face!
