So… I can do what mine does and climb on anyone I want and hurl myself onto people’s laps all day?
starts planning
I will wander around the apartment complex, expecting everyone who walks by to pet me. Then, I will unsuccessfully attempt to follow each person into their living room. After that, I’ll chase that wimpy Calico over the parking lot fence.
Seriously? I think I already did. I woke up with my cold worsened. I got up around noon, went back to bed till four thirty, went back to sleep around seven thirty and got up an hour ago. Now I’m going to watch TV and eat.
“Hmm, the human seems to be mocking me…what’s he up to?”
Hmmmm…I need to get a large box I can lie in most of the day, except for when I occasionally wandering around the apartment and meow while staying just out of arm’s reach of anyone who tries to pet me unless they’re trying to go to sleep.
However, I am not going to try to climb on top of the refrigerator if that female friend of my owner visits. I don’t think I’d fit.
Round here, you would have to get eaten by a coyote.
I hate cats.
Do you like dogs, by any chance?
It’s a tend I’ve noticed, people who really like dogs, tend to absolutely hate cats. Whereas people who love cats tend to like most other animals, too.
I wonder why that is (well, I have a bit of a theory, but that may be fuel for another thread)
FTR, I love cats and I can’t stand dogs. They’re disgusting, filthy creatures, every single one of them, and I’ve met only a small handful that I can tolerate even in small doses.
Me, too. I got up around noon and have done nothing but laze about and eat for the past eight hours. Now I’m kinda sleepy and am going to go to my room to watch DVDs for the rest of the night.
Should I buy the bus ticket to see you for that weekend now, or wait? 
Now that’s a holiday I can get behind. I can lie around on the screened patio for a while, then I can eat, then I can come in the house and lie in someone’s lap and get some lovins, then I can go back on the patio, and eat some more, then get in the other person’s* lap for more lovins, then drink from the toilet, get some treats, play a little mouse-hockey in the dining-room, drink some milk, lie on the porch for a while again…
*If there was another person. Me being one of the two humans, I’d only have one lap to lie in.
I love cats and hate dogs and I’ve never met even one dog I could take to.
Dirty buggers, all of them
Only if I get to be the Alpha Male cat (in our house, that would be Cuervo), and get to spend the day sleeping, chasing the other two around the house and humping everything in sight.
Well, in San Diego, you have to deal with dogs because it’s guaranteed that you’ll have at least one close friend who keeps one around, regardless of their complex’s policy on pets. But my best friends are learning that having a dog who pisses on me is not a great way to make me come around more often.
Just goes to show that all generalisations are wrong, even that one! 