Monday, September 26, 2011

Dogs v. Cats

Well, folks. We've crossed over to the dark side. We took in a foster cat. My better human half is good with cats, and he figured a cat would be lower-maintenance foster animal.

I, on the other hand, was a little unsure. I've never had a cat before; in fact, I was pretty certain I'd be allergic. I've also been under the impression for the last [insert how old I am here] years that cats are slinky little things with ulterior motives and shady personalities. Nevertheless, like dogs, they too deserve warm homes, so we thought we'd give a try when someone asked for our help.

When sweet kitty Franky came to us, I immediately posted his picture on Facebook thinking I would be inundated with comments along the lines of Oooh, Ahhh, and I want him! What I heard was the exact opposite—things like Dislike and We're not friends anymore. Then there were the people who told me they wouldn't dare come over my house again for fear of going into anaphylactic shock. (To their credit, some kind-hearted cat people defended the feline race.)

But I was still left thinking—what have I done!? 

Within a few hours of bringing Franky home, I realized what the cat people were talking about. Not only are cats low-maintenance, they have their own way of showing affection. By mid-week, I was convinced that all of my life, I actually have been a cat person and just not known it. (At one point, perhaps after a couple beers, I might have also convinced myself I was a cat in a former life. Might being the key word here.) 
  • Loves to just hang out at home and doesn't really see a need to go outside? Check.
  • Generally would rather hide when the going gets tough? Check.
  • Requires only small doses of human interaction? Check.
  • Obsessively clean? Double check. 
Then, a couple days after this hypothetical realization, I started to see some of the drawbacks of cats. The litter pan started to stink up the whole house. The sweet kitty went crazy kitty on us when we tried to get him out from under the bed. And who ever thought it was a good idea to keep a nocturnal animal in your house? But the final kicker was when I came home from a long day at work and just wanted an exuberant, I'm-so-happy-to-see-you ball of energy to greet me at the door. 

Instead, Franky hid under the bed. He only came out when I brought him food and to use my legs to scratch his side. Sure, he didn't need me to rush home from work to keep him company. He didn't need me to walk him in the pouring rain. In fact, I generally get the feeling he doesn't need me aside to fulfill his sporadic needs of hunger or play. 

So my verdict is this: There are moments for both, and there might (again, the hypothetical might) even be a place in my home for both. Since you've read this far and are probably throwing your hands up at the fact I'm taking the easy way out by calling this a tie, if I had to make a final ruling, in more moments than others, dogs still rule and cats semi-drool. 


  1. eh, cats just take longer to warm up to you. i was never a cat person - until i lived with one. sure, they are way more independent than dogs.. but OMG do i get some serious cuddle time in with both of our fuzzy boys :-D

  2. Glad to see you are helping Franky! We are cat fans in our house.

  3. Its been said that Shiba Inu are a lot like cats. I find that to be true.

    We used to foster kittens twice a year for our shelter... oh, 7 years ago now. I'm seriously allergic (redness, hives, my hands look tattooed with braille) but I do see so many similarities between shibas and cats! It's like having a cat without the near death experience.

  4. Believe it or not, I was not a cat person till I got my cat. Everything you've said is true, but once you get used to them, they can be wonderful. (And my cat greets me at the door meowing up a storm until I pick him up, when he purrs like a kitten. A 16-pound, 10-year-old kitten.)

  5. The cat people are right again. Every day Franky is a little bit more affectionate when we come in. :)