I'm not too proud to admit when I'm wrong, as I'm about to prove. I've always liked dogs much more than cats, and the few times we ended up with a cat, I basically tolerated them because a) they belonged to the kids and the kids really loved them, and b) they (the cats, not the kids) lived outside.
Shortly after my husband passed away, I decided to get a dog to keep me company. Eventually, though, I decided that wasn't a good option because I like to be free to go visit my children or my sister for a few days and because on the days I work I'm away from home for 13 hours. After careful consideration, I decided to try a cat.
I checked with the Humane Society and found that they had a four-year-old female cat that had already been declawed and spayed. One of her owner's had passed away and the other could not longer take care of her, and it seemed to me that she and I might be a good fit. I filled out the paperwork, passed muster with the Humane Society lady, and brought Isabel (aka Izzy) home two weeks ago.
I hate to brag but truth be told, Isabel is a fantastic pet. She settled in very easily, uses the litter box without fail, lays on my lap or by me when I'm grading papers or watching TV, allows me to pet her but doesn't pester me to pet her when I'm busy, and sleeps by my side every night. Actually, she only sleeps with me part of the time; the rest of the night I think she roams around the house. She's quiet, clean, and basically an all-around low-maintenance companion.
I went to my daughter's in St. Louis for two days, leaving Isabel home alone, and when I came home it was as if I'd never been gone. She hadn't torn anything up or shredded the toilet paper or gotten into the trash. She didn't hyperventilate or act like I'd abused her by leaving her for two days; in fact, I suspect she may have enjoyed having the house to herself!
I can see now why cat-owners are so smug about their pets and swear that they make the best pets. I'm still a dog-lover at heart, but Isabel has certainly changed my mind about cats. Don't worry, though. I promise I won't write endless entries about Isabel's antics. I'll just relax and enjoy her company.