sorry you might think you know a better cat but you don’t. this one’s special. Some libertarian dipshit asshole owns her I think but she basically lives on the street in the end of our little dead end road. She’s beautiful, just like, perfect little calico baby. And although she took a minute or two to warm up, once she knows you literally all she wants in the world is to be petted and loved on and talked at. And she mews the whole time. a little sweet “mewuh!” chirrup, over and over. the whole time I rub up on her I’m like “yeah? yeah? that’s how your day went? tell me about it??? sounds rough?” and she’s just like mew mew mew the whole time. And every time you pet her, her little feets clench, so you know she thinks it’s good 👌
the best part is that now that I’m her best friend in life, if she’s outside and I go outside and I’m like “tstststss [cat summoning noises]” she comes! and omg tonight she came bounding through the neighbor’s grass like she was running for her life
That does sound like a good cat! But my boy Spooky has two different colored eyes and routinely brings home little pieces of scrap metal and shiny plastic that he finds and leaves them on the porch for us like gifts because he knows we don’t want dead animals. He pays attention to what we like and don’t like and he thinks about us while he’s out and about, it’s so sweet I’ll start crying if I think about it too hard. At the very least it’s a tie for first place.