Well, you ain't alone. But I was three or four years old when I met a cat mom-to-be, and she lured me and took me on as one of the litter, in a sense. I didn't especially seek out cats, but when I encountered them, they bonded with me. I have to conclude, Fluffy (the childhood cat) raised me right and taught me proper cat manners. This orange cat is a beauty. She looks a little weary from her maternal efforts, but she seems to be doing a first rate job. I love dogs, always stop to admire them and greet them if they like, and I grew up with a great tyro of a water dog, but cats seem to find their way home with me. When a friend had me hold a kitten at a picnic, it peed on me, and I shrugged it off, and she said she knew I was a real cat person -- it helped that kittens don't have much bladder capacity.
. Found Red, in the field as a kitten , 2 yrs ago, starving, she followed me to the porch, gave her some food, sat down and lit up, she jumped in my lap and it's been like that ever since. Fast forward to now, she was very big, but wanted to sit in lap, felt something warm and thought she had peeded on me. Her water had broke, picked her up and put her in box wife had fixed for her, went in and cleaned up, came out and she had 5 kittens. I'm not a cat guy , but this one wormed her way in my heart.
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