I'm not the Only One...

For anyone looking down on my because I didn't immediately love and accept cats, there are plenty of other people who had to learn to accept them as well.  

There is this lady...
"I had never been a cat lover. Honestly? Not even a cat liker."


How Do People Become Cat Converts?




Then there is this girl:  Learning to Love the Common Cat : "My name is Jana and I am a recovering Cat Hater. I come from a long line of cat-haters, and honestly, cat hating was all I knew growing up."




Learning to Love the Common Cat





And so I am not alone.  If you need help learning to live with cats...there are even websites offering guidance for us cat haters forced to live with cats:

Learning to Love Your Partners Cat

Loud Licker...

She has to lay next to me to lick herself...loud!

Evening at Home

So this is how it starts...

Then if I ignore her she will bite my arm...

 Next she starts touching me...

Eventually this is what happens...

She will stay on my lap until I move her off. 

The White One

The other cat that lives here is Crackers, aka Crack Baby, or The White One.  She is crossed-eyed and has extra toes and she meows constantly.  She is named Crackers because she was found outside of a crack house in California.

She is the main shitter.  If a shit has wrecked the house, it most likely was her.  She also meows constantly like she is carrying on a conversation. She is the one that I find on my side of the bed constantly.  I come home and the sheets are covered with her hair.

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She also comes when you call or whistle for her.  She will sit if you tell her to, and will go lay down somewhere if you tell her. She is kind of like a dog in that respect.  That gives her a few points too so I don't completely hate this one

The Fat One

So there are two cats that actually live with us.  There is Weezy who is known as The Fat One.  Well, it's pretty easy to see why...

She has perfected the art of laying around.  If you see her, she is either eating or sleeping.  She has The Life!

She is a pretty nice cat who had a rough start in life.  Someone tossed her in a dumpster when she was a kitten; she was really skinny and had no hair.  You would never know it to look at her today. She is also very sweet.  She loves people and will do anything to be touching them, even if it is just a toe.

I don't completely hate this one...she is growing on me a bit. 

10 Reasons Why Cats Annoy Me

10 Reasons Why Cats Annoy Me:

 Their Kitty Litter- Smells up the entire house. I have changed my children’s diapers and they never even came close to this smell.  Even the foulest baby shit smelled like roses compared to the cats.

Their Food- now I know why their shit stinks so much

They puke…anywhere the feeling hits them.  They have started the puke process on the hard kitchen floor, then moved to the carpet…

They announce their puke.  They howl and make ungodly demonic sounds before they puke.  It is like they are coughing up some evil spirit from the depths of hell. 

Hairballs.  Not even sure what these are, but they are disgusting.

Hair.  They shed everywhere.  I find their hair on all of my clothes, even the ones that have just come out of the dryer. 

They choose to sit next to me, or on the table in front of me when they lick their butts.  They go to great efforts to lick their butts and show me everything that is happening. 

They choose to sit next to me.  At all times.  They will crawl on my lap, push themselves against me, and demand that I rub them.

They choose to sleep next to me.  If I sleep on the couch, they will walk all over me and find a comfy place to lay down on me.  I push them off, but they keep coming back.

 

They don’t understand that I don’t really like them.  They keep pushing themselves on me, trying to make me accept them…

One More! You Don't Live Here!

So we came home at night and look up and the neighbor cat is looking down at us from the window. He does a double-take to make sure it is us, and he jumps out of the window.  I laughed thinking he was saying "hey you guys are home...I'm coming over."

He promptly showed up on our back patio meowing at the door to be let in.  I told him he doesn't live here and closed the curtains.

Woke up the next morning to this...