First I thought of boobs. But not all men are straight. Then I thought of this:
If you’re not thinking “hell yeah” you’re not a real man. Which is totally fine by the way (the not being a real man part. Not liking cats is totally not ok, you psycho. Cats are awesome)
Hair and dander allergen =[ still let my daughter get one. Every day is suffering but I make it work. Not an option for a lot of folks obviously. I do a lot…a LOT of vacuuming with a hypoallergenic filter
There are certain hypoallergenic cats though. A friend of mine is allergic and has 2 Siberian forest cats. 2 huge ass long hair beautiful cats, but his allergies aren’t triggered.
I also spent two weeks as a live-in cat sitter for a friend on vacation. He (the cat, not the friend) would yell at me, and when I approached him, 1/5 times he’d lead me to his bowl. The other 4, he’d walk to the couch then look at me expectantly. If I laid down, he’d hop on my chest, then flop over into my arm and start purr-snoring within a minute.
First I thought of boobs. But not all men are straight. Then I thought of this:
If you’re not thinking “hell yeah” you’re not a real man. Which is totally fine by the way (the not being a real man part. Not liking cats is totally not ok, you psycho. Cats are awesome)
Those beasts make me sneeze though :-(
Hair and dander allergen =[ still let my daughter get one. Every day is suffering but I make it work. Not an option for a lot of folks obviously. I do a lot…a LOT of vacuuming with a hypoallergenic filter
There are certain hypoallergenic cats though. A friend of mine is allergic and has 2 Siberian forest cats. 2 huge ass long hair beautiful cats, but his allergies aren’t triggered.
We have a Devon Rex and a Oriental short hair, both supposedly hypoallergenic as well, but we haven’t tested it yet
Good to know! Thanks!
Hell yeah
Same, but I could never blame them for that. Still love them.
Hell yeah, tortie spotted!
I spent two weeks cat sitting for my sister, nothing like a lap under a blanket full of cats. Hell yeah.
I also spent two weeks as a live-in cat sitter for a friend on vacation. He (the cat, not the friend) would yell at me, and when I approached him, 1/5 times he’d lead me to his bowl. The other 4, he’d walk to the couch then look at me expectantly. If I laid down, he’d hop on my chest, then flop over into my arm and start purr-snoring within a minute.
Hell Yeah
I miss him. But it’s a good pain.
hell yea