They hate staring in the face of the truth. It's cool. Their canine-fueled disdain tastes like candy to me. It's probably all the fumes they breathe in from changing litter boxes. They keep hoping it'll pay off and that the feral animal they share company with will one day show an ounce of loyalty - but that day never does come. And then their stuck telling themselves its cool because Mittens can sometimes do human-like shit with her claws.

Yawn.

I'll take an animal who loves my family so much, it'll do everything, including committing the ultimate sacrifice, in order to ensure all of our safety. Speaking of, I have a friend who previously worked in the coroner's office in her town. Ask her what's the difference between dogs and cats and she'll tell you: dogs remain loyal to the end and beyond while cats won't waste any time in retooling their owner into Fancy Feast.