I often get asked by people who don’t like cats, why I like cats. And I’ve come to conclude that much of why I like them has to do with associations. I think it stated on the basis of not liking dogs growing up. I didn’t like dogs for their barking. Loud barking scared me. Anything loud scared me to be honest. The wrestlers on TV when they cut loud promos (interviews) usually scared me and loud dogs caused me to keep a distance from dogs.

But I also didn’t particularly love cats either. But I had some fond associations with cats. These assocations will give you some insight into how my mind works:

I watched a lot of ALF the alien who crash landed in a families house and they had to hide him from the Alien Task Force. I watched them on VHS because I was too young when it first aired. I think the comedy in that show really influenced my disposition and facial expressions. I think the themes of feeling never really at home in one place might feel like a point of intersection with ALF as a character. It was also common on his planet to “eat” cats. And there is a theme throughout the show where he is trying to eat the cat of the family (The Tanner’s) he is living with. He is unable to. He tries at one point to adopt kittens so he can eat them only to find that he finds them adorable and might be a cat lover. And perhaps around that time, I figured out I was one as well *spits*.

I also watched a ton of Wizard of Oz and relate to the Cowardly Lion. His apprehension with life decisions make me relate somewhat to Cowardly Lion, and I’m often unaware when I make courageous decisions. Lion’s are cats. And the more I see cats the more I am curious about what makes them apprehensive and what inspires their curiosity.

Lastly, in 8th going into 9th grade I became strangely interested in the music of Cat Stevens. I liked his soft melodic folksy sound and feel he was before his time. Or maybe he was exactly right for his time. He chose the stage name Cat Stevens because apparently his girlfriend told him he had eyes like a cat. That is not as interesting a fact as I hoped. But around the time I started listening to Cat Stevens, 3 stray cats appeared outside of our condo that we began to feed. The runt of the litter was the onle one of the 3 that wasn’t afraid of people. Naturally I named him Cat Stevens. He would do this thin that if you pet him and grabbed his tail he would continue to turn around to be pet again everytime you grabbed his tail. His siblings were never as friendly.

After this my adolescence seemed to be more frequently met by the presence of cats. My mom got a cat that ran away then a replacement cat named Tabitha who lived until 19. My dad got a cat who I named Poggles because I liked Pogs and had really enjoyed Mr. Bigglesworth from Austin Powers so I named her Mrs. Pogglesworth. I can’t remember what the name we originally tried to give her was. Shortly after Poggles we got Dwarf as a kitten. I think we tried to stick Dwarf with the name Boots and perhaps if we had stuck with Boots, he would have been less of a mean cat. He wasn’t that mean to me or my dad but to just about everyone else, he was not exactly a ray of sunshine. Dwarf also had a broken paw from when he got declawed and he eventually had to adapt and could use it to catch small objects. Legend has it that he was eaten by coyotes, a fitting yet horrifying way to go.

In between then and now I have become more fond of lots of animals. I like dogs honestly. I’d keep a dog as a pet. I just feel as far as animals go, they are pretty one dimensional. They don’t really surprise you the way cats can. And usually when they surprise you they are bad surprises, like with a turd or an act of aggression.

When a cat poops on the floor or attacks you, they make you think you did something to deserve it. Like they were settling a score for something else. Most cats don’t greet you at the door or look happy to see you unless they need something. My cat Fable, does greet you at the door or waits for you in the window and constantly brings toys to you because she wants to play. She also attacks you if you don’t pay her enough attention and will stare at you in the shower if you don’t close the door. She’s weird. But also funny.

There are way more silly cat videos on the internet than silly dog videos. Or at least that’s what my alogrithm shows me.

The last thing I will say about cats is I am not obsessed with cats. Like if I didn’t have a cat, I’d be fine. Despite this treatise, I don’t necessarily feel the need to talk about cats unless I’m defending them to dog people or people who don’t like cats. Most people who don’t like cats claim allergies (I was allergic too. In college, I just would rub farm kittens on my face every chance I got and somewhere along the way I became less allergic) or have a bad experience similar to mine with dogs.

Fable waiting for me every night I got home from work.

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