My immediate family would be considered “cat people”. We have lots of cats and we love everything about them. We are weird with them, we don’t let them outside, and they are more spoiled than most children I know of. I have my own cat, her name is Nermal and she is morbidly obese. She’s on a strict diet plan, but for some reason will not lose the weight. She is now 13 years old though and was just diagnosed with diabetes. Yes, we take out cats to the doctors to get them througholy checked out. She has to take medication for her diabetes twice a day in pill form. So, someone has to shove a pill down her throat twice a day for her to stay alive. I love her so much, she is my baby, and I wish she lived here with me but she has to stay with my parents. Then, we have others. Little Boy, or Scooter, is officially my brother’s cat. He’s insane and doesn’t have a tail, and he’s huge. Then, we have Pikachu. She’s an asshole who hates everyone but my dad and is a total antisocial outcast among the other cats. She wont even let me pet her, so I don’t much care for her. Then, we have Malone. She hates the other cats too, but since she can kick all their asses she has her own bedroom. Yeah, she stays in her own room in our house where she doesn’t leave and the other cats don’t go in. We are cat obsessed. I don’t understand people who say they hate cats when they’re never around them, you have no idea how much personality they have. Dogs are cool, I love dogs, but they are just obedient to their owners. Cats will do what they want and be their own… “person. I love my Nermal cat and there will never be another cat like her.
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