"I've had few conversions in my life"

...said the 70-plus-year-old theologian, a member of faculty at the theological school where I work.

I made mention of Sallie and her partner's decision a couple of months ago to get a pair of kittens -- I don't remember what thread it was in now, but there was discussion of dog people and cat people and attitudes, etc. Sallie being a dog person of long standing (and in fact a large part of the reason her then-new partner, Janet, needed to find a new home for her two cats, who came to our house), this decision was somewhat momentous. I won't go into the whole thing again, but suffice to say that Sallie was besotted with the kitties they chose, though more than a little nervous about the whole adventure.

In the weeks since the kitties (Yoho and Simi) have been in their home, I have received a number of updates and bulletins and requests for advice about what to expect at this age, etc. We've had some fun conversations. And this morning, as our paths crossed on the way to our respective offices, Sallie stopped me with that line. We had a lovely conversation about the charms of the critters, how wonderful they are in every way, etc, and she concluded by saying she couldn't imagine how she had lived her life without cats.

What a lovely glow to start my day! -- and I just thought I'd share it.

My 6 foot tall, 240 pound, Italian husband did NOT like cats. We have three boxer dogs (very manly) and that was the end of it. Well, being the pain in the butt that I am, I pushed and pushed and finally talked him into letting me get a cat from a local shelter. Okay, so this was 5 months ago. We now have 2 cats of our own and 5 foster cats in two of our four bedrooms. He cleans up after them, talks to them and grooms them. It's amazing.

I think he feels the same way as your friend "How did we ever live without them?"

Karen

Interesting what happens when humans who think they don't like cats allow themselves to meet the individual -- making the same allowances as when they meet a human they don't know yet -- and find there a charming person.

I know what you mean.

When I first moved back home and put my foot down saying I'm not giving up my kitten, my dad and brother were not too happy.

Now my dad totally loves the cat, and my brother, through all his complaining, I catch him tossing a mouse to Emmett or staring him down. It isn't much, but its better then him telling me ways he would like to kill the kitten.

(I don't understand why cat haters want to kill the cats. My bf's cousin is the same way)

...and my brother, through all his complaining, I catch him tossing a mouse to Emmett or staring him down. It isn't much, but its better then him telling me ways he would like to kill the kitten.

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Brothers are like that