Whenever I type something on the computer, invariably I’ll have a cat friend who decides my lap is the best place to be. She’s on me now, kneading and asking for head-scratches.
I’ve heard a lot of people refer to their cats as being “more like dogs than cats” in personality. Usually this means the cat greets them at the door (both ours do), asks to play with them, follows them around, and generally like being with them. This goes counter to the stereo-type of cats being aloof, distant, and generally only barely tolerating humans as a food source.
For some reason the comparison never gets reversed. You never hear of an an anti-social dog being explained as “more like a cat.”
I heard this so often that I have to think, maybe happy cats aren’t like so much dogs, but are actually more like themselves: cats. I think the stereotype of scaredy-cat needs to be changed. Even our “1 card short from a full deck” Jackson can be “dog-like” with her favorite person (me). She runs to the door and plays when no-one else is around. And she’s always on my lap nestling in asking for more love.
One thing is certain, animals are great companions and friends. It’s so neat to think of them as living, breathing, thinking, and feeling beings that hang out and live with us. I never had pets growing up (other than a guinea pig for a few years…) but I don’t think I could go back to not having them again. The house is just so much warmer when you’re greeted by a friend at the door after work.
(UPDATE: Jackie seems to be doing better now that the antibiotics have kicked in. No more accidents or pain.)
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