Cats Versus Dogs

I always seem to get into the cat versus dog argument with people. I've gotten into it with my boyfriend, my roommate, my Dad, a few friends, even someone in line at Walgreen's who noticed that I had a load of cat food to pay for. Sorry dog lovers, I am a die hard cat person. There's something about having a cat. They are very low maintenance, are always seeking mah love, are great to sleep with, don't mind spontaneous squeezings and are so obedient! For example, my cat Stella always comes when I ask her to.

"Stella! Come here sweetie." (Give her a second)

"Kitty kitty, wake up."  *twitch*

"...Thanks for nothing you stupid fucking cat."

"STEEEEELLLLLAAAAA!" Oh there she goes.

See? What did I tell you? She just loves to be cuddled.
Stella: "Get off of me bitch."

"Stella where are you go-"

"INGDKXJFVBD!"

"I'm not presenting my case very well, am I?"

"I wish I had a dog."

(What is that blur in the picture you ask? Well, it was my bra pointed out by one of my favorite readers: my mother. Why am I drawing attention to it now? And doesn't telling us what it is defeat the purpose of blurring it out in the first place? Why yes oh-observant-one! Yes it does.)