Cat nip

I don't even like cats. They are fussy, stuck up, and mean. They shed and scratch. Since L moved in, one of her cat's, Hannah, has claimed me as her person - more or less her bitch. She comes and greets me when I get home, lies in my bed when I'm not home and when I'm home. At 3am, she'll knock on my door until I open it. Once that happens, she'll jump up on to my bed, stomp around for the most comfortable spot and stretch out. Then she'll snore. Reminds me of a few girls I've dated, now that I think about it. And she's even stopped the whole custom of knocking - yes, this cat has figured out how to open my door.

When I take a nap, she watched for intruders. When I'm watching TV, she's by my side. Sweet and mushy, isn't it? And this is coming from a Dog person.