My cats are my babies. They are spoiled rotten. They have hallowe'en costumes, christmas outfits, about 4 different types of treaties and some of the best kitty food money can buy. When I go to bed at night, they jump up onto the bed and pick their spots. Generally Elton will sleep near the foot of the bed and Cece will snuggle up to my chest or back.
They occasionally forgo snuggling with me to snuggle with each other which is somewhere on the "Top 10 Cutest Things Ever" list from Forbes. They groom each other and snuggle into each other's fur, sometimes Elton will wrap his fluffy little arm around Cece to keep her from squirming away.
They are so cute that I could just poop. A great big, fuzzy and heart warming poop. They make me squeal with excitment and laugh with glee.
Is it sad that cats do this to me and people in general don't? That animals in general garner affection and warmth and humans make me crazy with frustration and anger?
If people acted more like my cats or my dogs, I would probably enjoy their company more.
Take a lesson people!!
-Jessica Leigh