I’m about to say something I never thought I’d say. I have a cat.
Being a dog person, I’ve never intentionally had a cat. Sure, we had them growing up on the farm and kittens are really cute, but I’ve never had a cat in my adult life.
Cat, as I call her, showed up one week, sleeping on my front porch. When I stepped out to see what she was doing, I expected her to run away. Instead, she came to me and wound herself around my legs. She looked thin so, of course, I fed her. She’s never left.