I’m sat here playing fetch with my seven month old kitten (She likes nothing more than to make small balls of paper and have them thrown for her) i’m turning into a cat person. Not in the half breed Andrew Lloyd Webber sense.
I may have to stand up in a circle of people and confess “My name is Nobby and I prefer cats”
Growing up I had never really had much contact with cats they didn’t seem to like me and I wasnt going to complain. Dogs on the other hand see me as some for of doggy diety. For this reason my parents bought me a dog when I was twelve (he’s still allive and a rather healthy twelve himself, if somewhat over fed)
So I thought my first pet would be a dog, little did I know the gods of small fury animals would bowl me a spinner. As i’m going to be working away for four months at a time come september. My better half loves cats and as a substitute for a baby we wern’t planning (Which of course is now due in November ) I bought a Kitten.
Rizzo as we called her, was three months at the time so all nice and house trained, bit of a scruffy bugger mind. Since she came into the house she has decided she loves me more than anything, its touching, she strokes my face at night (that freaked me out at first) purrs at my enterence to the room and is more effectionate than a dog. I can safely say i’m on the turn, I love Kitties!