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I won’t lie.  I’m a dog person through and through.  That’s why 8 months ago I got a cat for my dog.  They love each other.  I love … the dog.

Don’t get me wrong.  The cat has a home for life.  No doubt about that.  But there are things about him I just “don’t get.”  He stalks an invisible creature behind the toilet with obsessive intensity.  He runs the gauntlet of vertical blinds in my apartment like it’s an Olympic sport.  Then, when I least expect it he scales my back, apparently to get a better view of what I’m typing on the computer (he’s eying me even now).

And he seems to know the limit of my rage.  After he’s emptied the garbage to recover the used q-tips for his personal collection;  After he’s sharpened his claws on my sock-clad foot; After I’ve chased him from my plate of food and seriously contemplated hurling him from my 5th floor window … he looks at me … purrs a bit … and licks my nose.

I melt and glance at my dog.  I’m certain she’s laughing at me.

 Please share your cat stories.  Better still … include your pictures.