MyCatHatesYou.com

Finally, someone understands what kitties really think. They are not the obsequious, toe-licking, please-love-me-I’ll-do-anything-really-anything creatures that dogs are (God love ‘em). No, cat’s are pissy, critical, demanding.

If they were human, who’d date them?

I was always a dog person. I used to have lukewarm feelings about the cats of friends and family–I never loved them. Until one day, Kooky strolled up to me and my dog, looking hungry, but clean, and friendly–looking like, “Where have you guys been?” That was my cat. And so I took him home.

My Kooky gets everything he wants, and at the end of a really rough day, when I am totally exhausted and won’t do anything for anyone, he gets me to rub his head or under the chin just so–and purrs like an old motorcar, and I am jelly. I am a slave to my cat’s love. Why? What is the nature of cat magic, that makes us dote on them even though they don’t _really_ do anything for us but purr? He’s like my pimp: I work, I do anything he wants, I give him all my money and love. He purrs.

(Do you know, by the way, that cats in the wild don’t purr? They learned this behavior when they lived with humans.) I digressed. Check out this site and see cats displaying their true selves. MyCatHatesYou dot com