I LOVE cats. Everyone has always told I'm going to end up being the old cat lady or something like that. They're beautiful, they're smart, they're elegant, they're wonderful! Plus, my Sissy never ceases to impress and amaze me! She's SMART! And intelligence is something I admire a lot. She knows just how to get me to give what she wants when she wants. After all, she knows I can't say no to her, and will let her do as she likes, even if my dad is furious he and my mom have to pay to get the chairs re tapestried or something. She scratches on the seats all the time, rips the plastic, and scratches it to her heart's content.
She's my baby. My parents always say I spoil her too much. That her shampoo costs twice as much as the ones we use, she has too many toys, she's a picky eater, and we must buy her only a certain food even if the others are much cheaper. I love to see her happy. It makes me happy, too. I also take her in her stroller to the places she enjoys most. Don't ask how I know which places she likes, I just do.lol
If I had more kitties, the cats would sleep on the bed and stuff, while I sleep on the ground or something, they always tell me.
Plus, what packled said. Cats don't lie or bother or anything like that.