I had a cat once that flatly rejected my kindness. She hated me, don’t know what I did to deserve her low opinion of me.
I figured maybe all cats were aloof and mean in general, until one day, a starving kitten, not more than a month or two old, arrived at my front door. She kept howling and howling and howling…She was so hungry, so tiny. I couldn’t let an animal starve. So I fed her. I knew what that meant.
Maybe because she grew up around my dogs, she seems to think she’s one of them. They accept her as though she was. She’s very sweet. She’s never once raised her paw to them, or to any human for that matter. She just wants good food and a nice warm place to take a nap. Sometimes she’ll seek out a hand to stroke her medium-long hair, while she purrs contentedly.
I think she might be one of a kind. I would have never believed a truly sweet, dog-friendly cat existed, had this one never found us.
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