I treat my cats very well, but some people call them spoiled. They just don't get it.
Classy-sounding nicknames make me laugh -- case in point, I call my chowhound, Saffy, "Maxine Platterton of Redlobstershire."
Cats have about 100 vocalizations, which they mix and match to talk to us because we can't read their exquisitely expressive body language.
The author and musician talks about his cats, Smaug and Hobbit, and how they'd star in their own Gothic fiction story.
His was among the worst cruelty cases one shelter had ever seen, but his heart doesn't show it.
"Slow down!" "I'll be out in a second!" "I love you!" Cats and kids aren't really that different.
I wanted my husband to understand that I don't fawn over Ghost Cat because I don't love the dog -- but because I do. I tried to explain to my husband that the love I feel for Ghost Cat and the dog are different, but both are awesome. Ghost Cat is my little shoulder-riding queen, my little cuddle bug. I don’t carry my 60-pound Lab around on my shoulders, but he is my awesome outdoor adventure buddy. I love them both -- just differently.
I took it for granted that the cats in our family would like me best ... until they didn't.
With big round eyes and a permanent smile, this easygoing breed is loved around the world.
For the string-loving cats of the Hissy Fit Review Team, it's a hit -- or maybe a swat and a pounce.
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