On Cats for lentilthelegume
I am a Cat person. I don't dislike dogs, but in general, my liking of dogs is far more individuated than it it is of Cats. To steal a line from Neil Gaiman's Coraline:
"Cats don't need names. We know who we are."
I'm not one of these people who thinks cats are the most elegant, refined, and superior creatures known to man. They are however, People. I use the capitalization deliberately. This means that they have personalities and quirks beyond the adoration one seems to see in dogs in general. I have two three year old lads named Brandy and Took. This is not because I'm a random LOTR fanboy, but because when I met the as six week old kittens, they were scurrying all over a framed map of MiddleEarth like a pair of Hobbits. These names were subtitled Bastard and Runty. This is because Took was the runt of the litter, and Brandly is a complete git who has no compunction against affectionately nipping sensitive bits of manflesh first thing in the morning in order to get fed - he is the reason my bedroom is a cat-free zone.
He is also the one who starts the fights between them. Took is usually the one that finishes them. Took is the one that seems to dislike being stroked, whereas Brandy is a complete and utter whore. Both seemq to enjoy that I am a permanent lap, and far from being their owner, it is I who is owned by them.
Cats are the beings who stop me going insane. I live on my own, and they provide affection and amusement without expectation. They are warm and furry and understand the concept of physicality and play in a way most humans do not. It's been said I'm part cat. Some days, that's very true.
"Cats don't need names. We know who we are."
I'm not one of these people who thinks cats are the most elegant, refined, and superior creatures known to man. They are however, People. I use the capitalization deliberately. This means that they have personalities and quirks beyond the adoration one seems to see in dogs in general. I have two three year old lads named Brandy and Took. This is not because I'm a random LOTR fanboy, but because when I met the as six week old kittens, they were scurrying all over a framed map of MiddleEarth like a pair of Hobbits. These names were subtitled Bastard and Runty. This is because Took was the runt of the litter, and Brandly is a complete git who has no compunction against affectionately nipping sensitive bits of manflesh first thing in the morning in order to get fed - he is the reason my bedroom is a cat-free zone.
He is also the one who starts the fights between them. Took is usually the one that finishes them. Took is the one that seems to dislike being stroked, whereas Brandy is a complete and utter whore. Both seemq to enjoy that I am a permanent lap, and far from being their owner, it is I who is owned by them.
Cats are the beings who stop me going insane. I live on my own, and they provide affection and amusement without expectation. They are warm and furry and understand the concept of physicality and play in a way most humans do not. It's been said I'm part cat. Some days, that's very true.