Yes, I'm a cat-person. I don't mind dogs, but I prefer cats. I don't know why, I just turned out that way. I do like their independance though. Correspondingly, the dependance of dogs on their owners is a little tiresome. Here in Australia there is some concern about their impact on native animals, but I figure that really translates to concern about the owners.
I promise that is my glass of wine, not his. I think the quality of focus makes that abundantly clear (note how the glass of wine is in better focus? Hmmmm...)
I'm a bit of an animal-tragic. I should really have been a zoologist. Instead I'm a geologist. I was destined to be some-sort-of-ologist. I was almost a lawyer though. Scary.
Nonetheless, my cat, above, is a large cat. He purrs a lot and has never bitten or scratched. I have never known this in any other domestic cat. Even when I try to rile him up whilst he is playing, he just stops playing and starts purring. Then rolls over. Very cute. Then he demands food and the whole scheme is revealed. To say he always gets what he wants would be a lie. He just gets what he wants most of the time.
This cat came by way of an animal shelter. For some forever-to-be-unknown reason, someone gave him up. The situation must have been desperate. The previous owner must have been distraught (or the previous owner's family - not for the cat, if you get my meaning). I doubt I could do it.
So there you have it, part of my family.
