Attack of the Closet Cat People
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Lessons Learned from My Cat
By Steve Patschke

Any conditioned cat-hater can be won over by any cat who chooses to make the effort.
~Paul Corey

You know the type: anxious, awkward people, almost out of place as if from another planet. You notice them innocently enough at parties, the park, or the back shelves of your local pet store. You come around a corner, and you see one eyeing a set of mouse toys. You approach, and they turn, suddenly fascinated by a wide selection of chew bones. But you know the look. They’re cat people, trapped in a dog world.

How do I know? Because I’m one of them, a closet cat person, and my story is typical. My wife and I own a dog, an adorable Teacup Terrier with a chocolate-brown goatee named Dino. I named him Dino because he’s as friendly as the Flintstones’ dinosaur dog, only a lot smaller and not a dinosaur. Dino’s favorite trick is to burn off excess energy by running on a treadmill for an hour and then rolling his sweaty backside across my thousand-thread-count bedsheets. (Keep reading)