Had numerous cats growing up. Really good, responsive cats. You could call, and they’d come running, sociable. Last cat I had was about 6 years ago, had her about 10 years. Great cat.
But no more cats, ever.
Pissing in the house. Very rarely, but you can never get that smell out.
Sticking your ass in my face.
Trying to trip me by threading through my legs when I walk.
Random psycho moments with claws and teeth.
Paws that have been digging through feces walking around on my counter.
Sleeping on my head.
But more than anything, I think it is the sticking the ass in my face.
I have a dog, and many through the years. Have two guinea pigs and a fish. Have had horses, goats, chickens, geese, hermit crabs, snakes, you name it, I’ve probably had one, or took care of it somewhere along the line.
And I wouldn’t be completely against having some barn cats.
But never in the house again.