As a child, I loved cats, and they me. I befriended all of the ferals in the neighborhood.
But we always had dogs, so I loved our dogs too.
When the last dog from my youth passed away after a long battle with all kinds of ailments, I swore to never go there again. It was too painful to let him go, poor litle guy. I was selfish and kept him around way too long. Made me grow up a bit.
So, I didn't have a pet of any stripe for about fifteen years, although I walked my roommates dogs, and cuddled with their cats. But about three years ago, a cute bundle of feral energy came into my life and warmed my heart. Now she runs my apt. and keeps me warm at night.
I love pets of all kinds, but nothing can cuddle with you in that lazy, dreamy state of an afternoon nap like a cat. Plus she is the best, most reliable alarm I have ever had. I have never been late for work because of her. She even seems to know what days I work, and which I do not. It's cra-zy!
If I met a gal with a dog that I wanted to cohabitate with, I would try to make it work. But the one thing about dogs that displeases me is the flea thing. My cat is an indoor kitters only. No fleas. But all dogs get fleas at some point cause they go outdoors to the bathroom. I greatly dislike that aspect of their nature. Not the going outside to go potty, but the bringing pests back in with them part.
