Freyguy in his words. Thanks , I love it:

I’ve had my kitties for about three and a half years now, and I’m at the point where I don’t know what I’d do with myself if they weren’t around. My 4-legged friends are Jackie Daniels and Captain Morgan. They are so soft and cuddly that whenever I pass out, I like to bring them to sleep on the foot of my bed. When I come home, they are the first to greet me, and when I leave, they become so affectionate that I always end up feeling bad for them. We have moved around from Hoboken to Fort Lee, and they don’t seem to care. I have a feeling that cats don’t seem to care much for their surroundings, since they can pretty much sleep anywhere. They sleep on my bed, on the floor next to my bed, in the closet, in the window sill, on the couch, under the couch, and underneath the curtains. I wish I could find that many good spots to chill out, but I’m no cat. Maybe I’ll buy them that small basketball shaped bed so that I can always find them easily instead of searching in 30 different locations.

This one is from May. Thanks May. Keep sending stories about your kitty…

My experience with 4legged was very different. My parents got me a dog when I was very young. As the dog got older, we adopted a Siamese cat as well. The cat and the dog had a little bit of a difficult time to get along…but eventually, they managed. Unfortunately, at that point, the dog got really sick and we had to put him to sleep. It was very sad and hard for me to deal with. He was my best friend for 13 years. I was really scared to get attached to a 4legged again, but I was already attached to my cat. Now, I live with my roommates, with my cat, and their 2 cats. My cat is the most talkative and sometimes it could drive us crazy, but at the same time, I always wonder; is anything bothering her? Is she okay? I wonder what she is thinking that needs to be said out loud. Sometimes I can swear she makes fun of me, because she cries and cries, and then out of nowhere, purrs so loud, that people in the next room can hear. She is a funny cat…but I love her with all my heart. My parents ended up adding to the family 2 more cats.

What can I say? We LOVE 4legged!

As a child I was never allowed to keep a pet at home (not true, I was allowed to have fish…hooray). So just imagine how my first own house looked after I left my parents’ home. I started with a Siamese kitten, then another one, then a medium size Terrier. Not much place left in my small house.
That was quite awhile ago. More recently, the house was empty again, so sad. So I took a drive to the nearest shelter, walked by the cages, and fell in love with Figaro. It took him about a week to get used to the new environment. He spent some time under the bed, then climbed on the bed, and now he is everywhere.
His preferences are (in this order): Food, watching at the window, food, to be petted, food, sleeping, and…….food….
Carmen came second. Just like Figaro, she was laying in her cage at the shelter, looking at me with her huge eyes, but acting as if she doesn’t care if I’ll pick her or not. So I picked her.
She was the Queen of the house the second we arrived home. Her preferences are (in this order): play, play, play, to be petted, and……play….
Now I have two cats, no special breed, no trophies from winning a competition, just two furry balls with tons of love and joy.
Now I wonder how they’ll welcome a puppy.