We.. The People of The Cats.

As you all know, I have an obsession with cats. I'm insane about them. So insane, that I'm very allergic to them and yet I sit and play, kiss, sleep and stroke them all day long without caring about how swollen, and crazy I will look in a few minutes time when my sneezing fits and red eyes start. They are to me, what Shell fish are to the lady in Dr. Dolittle who has shell fish allergies and yet continues to eat them because they're so tasty. Not that I eat cats, or ever would.

So you see.. This is actually the purest form of love you'll ever find - anywhere in the world. Let's call it - Unrequited love - because face it, that is exactly what it is. I mean, we cat lovers are actually suckers, if you look closely. They bite, scratch and drive us mad to the point of mental instability, and yet we continue to run after them. They purr once a day, and we fall to our knees and forget everything else in the world.. And give them whatever they want - whether it's breaking open a new £1 pouch of food for the 8th time that day, that they may or may not like - we still do it, happily. To think about it, it's actually not so much unrequited, because at the end of the day you have this form of company, that you can't get from anywhere else really. I mean, they don't judge you (at least not that we know of. Cough. Who knows what they do, whilst talking to themselves.. Probably laugh at what suckers their owners are. Sigh), they don't question you and most of all they just have this great warmth about them. They sit with you when you cry and somehow that feels so comforting and so different. Maybe cause they have no clue what you're saying and they'll just accept your reasoning's. Tsk.

It's such a great feeling coming home to a cat, it really is. I know that a lot of you will be tempted to write and think that I will become a spinster cat lady. =P But I can't help it. Just knowing that there's someone in the form of fluff waiting for you (obviously cause they want something.. Tsk) but you know, we cat people like to believe that they are actually waiting for "us" rather than to snoop through the bags to see what you bought for them. (Also known as Denial).

During nights, when it's getting late, my cat Cookie tends to get quite upset until my mum makes her way to the room - where he can sleep next to her, on her pillow, with his body inside her blanket, which btw, is the cutest thing on this planet, ever. He continuously calls her from the time it's 10, until she actually gets inside the room. He'll wait till she's done all her chores and then eagerly goes to sleep with her. During that time he'll climb on top of her and sit there and purr, with his face stuck to hers, and his cold wet nose dripping with water. And then he'll lightly touch her face with his paw and get this really dreamy and lovey dovey look in his eyes, until she strokes him. That, right there, is something that makes me the happiest person before I go to sleep. He does that with me and my mum mostly, and that is probably one of the most sweetest, most loveliest moments in my life.

Frostie on the other hand is someone who if was human - would probably be an emotional person. He's absolutely lovely. And the most sweetest thing about him is the way he meaws when he's purring. It's like he's telling you that he loves the way you're scratching his belly, but he's also complaining at where you've been all these hours.. That kind of thing. He would also probably be one of those really mysterious kind of men, who would take ages to open up to people and be completely charming.

Sigh. What can I not say about the love I have for cats? It's never ending, it's pure and unconditional - even when they have fleas, ring worms or a frog in their mouth - I love them to bits and pieces and some more. They should be treated like the Kings and Queens that they are.

How.. Can you not think the world of them.. Look at that. I've already melted. =D