My cats mean the world to me. I very rarely get angry at them, even when they do things they shouldn’t, and that’s a big thing for me.
My cats are the one thing in my life that always makes life worth living. They are my perfect family because they’re always there and they always love me.
My cats don’t care what state I’m in or whether I’ve gotten dressed for a few days, they don’t even care if all I do is lie on the sofa all day, as long as I feed them and give them occasional fuss.
I’m very protective of my cats, maybe a little too protective at times, and their happiness and well being is most important to me.
They all have their own little quirks and personalities and even though they can’t talk back, I love talking to them! They react to me whenever I talk to them with the cutest little facial expressions.
My cats are my babies and I love them to the end of the universe and back. They are my reason for getting up in the morning, the reason I work and have a house and a responsibility that will always be worth it.