I have a hard time with people who are too into their pets too. I mean, I super dig my cats, but I will not endanger my own health and bank account when the shelter is literally full of healthy animals in need of a home. Like, is it heartless, or is it me making sure I can step in to help my human family if they need me?

When I lived in my roommate's house I would often have dreams about cats and kittens because I wanted one so much. Living by myself, I'd probably go a little nutty without a pet around to torment with kisses talk to and watch. I try to only tell stories when they're doing something dumb enough to be entertaining.