I grew up on a ranch in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. My family has owned this same ranch for generations and is not going anywhere anytime soon. Growing up on the ranch I had several pets and animals that I connected with. From my dog Toots, a border collie mix, who used to help me herd cattle and sheep. To my first bottle calf Izabelle, that used to follow me around everywhere I went. I was always surrounded by animals.
Now you may notice that the title of my post is All About Cats. The reason for this is simple. Despite always having pets and animals that I worked with the only ones that really ever drew my full attention were our barn cats. Untameable, wild creatures that would sooner bite you than come up to you.
One of them, Pickle, was an old orange colored tom cat who I did manage to befriend from the bunch and eventually he became my cat. That stuck with me, the fact that I was able to work with an animal who hated everyone and make it like me.
Later when my father remarried his new wife brought with her a cat named Blink. Blink hated everyone and everything since her right eye had gone blind. She trusted no one except my step mom. Every single day after school I went and found Blink and over time that cat who hated everyone became my pet.
Since moving to college I have not been able to be around pets or animals of any kind. They aren’t allowed to live in the residence halls and since my job requires me to live in the residence halls for six years now I have not had any pet.
My wife thinks it is funny how badly I want a cat but she does not understand the importance that such a pet has to me. She has agreed however that when move where we can have a pet, the first one we will get will be a cat.