I used to hate cats. And I am still, unequivocally a dog person.
However, I live near a mountain and we get these crazy rats that seem to invade my garage no matter what we do.
I finally "hired" a cat, which I found for free on CL, to dispose of mice and any other pests and keep my garage safe. He is a male tabby, I feed him blue buffalo and he's a big fucker.
It was an ambivalent friendship at first. I liked harassing him and yanking on his tail randomly haha.
But, over time, he has become more than just my garage guardian. I'll list why I have changed to a fan of cats:
-So fucking aloof. There's a reason lonely chicks like cats. They remind them of the alpha cads that P/Ded them years before.
-Seriously you can learn a lot about body language just watching an active male cat move around. Fucker doesn't trounce around like my dog, he prowls. Slowly and deliberately.
-Dogs can at times be almost too docile and eager to please. "Paulie moved slow because Paulie didn't have to move for nobody"
-Evolutionarily badass. Cats really are, at their core, shrunken down little killing machines compared to their neutered, domesticated dog counterparts. If so much as a moth flies in his vicinity, you literally see his eyes narrow down into two deadly little slits of killer instinct
-More like a random roommate than a pet/companion. He comes and goes as he likes, he seems to have his own rhythm. Compared to my dog who is chomping at the bits to see me after a long day
-Pragmatic and independent. This makes them pretty damn low maintenance. I've seen this prick disappear for as long as 6 days at a time, and then show up randomly on my front porch at 2am while I'm having a cigarette
-Fucker has a revolving harem. I saw him mounting the shit out of this pretty little black cat around the corner from my back gate, he knows how things are done, and he doesn't need me to facilitate it for him
However, I live near a mountain and we get these crazy rats that seem to invade my garage no matter what we do.
I finally "hired" a cat, which I found for free on CL, to dispose of mice and any other pests and keep my garage safe. He is a male tabby, I feed him blue buffalo and he's a big fucker.
It was an ambivalent friendship at first. I liked harassing him and yanking on his tail randomly haha.
But, over time, he has become more than just my garage guardian. I'll list why I have changed to a fan of cats:
-So fucking aloof. There's a reason lonely chicks like cats. They remind them of the alpha cads that P/Ded them years before.
-Seriously you can learn a lot about body language just watching an active male cat move around. Fucker doesn't trounce around like my dog, he prowls. Slowly and deliberately.
-Dogs can at times be almost too docile and eager to please. "Paulie moved slow because Paulie didn't have to move for nobody"
-Evolutionarily badass. Cats really are, at their core, shrunken down little killing machines compared to their neutered, domesticated dog counterparts. If so much as a moth flies in his vicinity, you literally see his eyes narrow down into two deadly little slits of killer instinct
-More like a random roommate than a pet/companion. He comes and goes as he likes, he seems to have his own rhythm. Compared to my dog who is chomping at the bits to see me after a long day
-Pragmatic and independent. This makes them pretty damn low maintenance. I've seen this prick disappear for as long as 6 days at a time, and then show up randomly on my front porch at 2am while I'm having a cigarette
-Fucker has a revolving harem. I saw him mounting the shit out of this pretty little black cat around the corner from my back gate, he knows how things are done, and he doesn't need me to facilitate it for him