Dog People and Cat People

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Democrat, Republican. Morning person, night person. Dog person, cat person. Stereotypes exist some say because of at least a shred of truth at their core. I don’t want to make this a political rant so let’s go with doors two and three.

I’m a morning chap. Give me daybreak and a pot of coffee and all is right with the world. Walking across the dew-laden lawn with steaming coffee cup in hand I take my place in the garden side Adirondack chair. From there I watch the butterflies and hummingbirds do their important work on the blossoms while I formulate my strategy for the adventures of the day. So yeah, morning person, not that I can’t be enticed to stay up until 3AM bing watching Netflix or drinking tequila with the right person, but generally speaking I am AM.

As for the dog and cat bit, I am fond of both species. Of course, some folks swing both ways on this issue, live and let live, say I.  However, with regard to cohabitation, I’m a feline guy. Cats have a natural self-satisfaction that works wonderfully with my busy, dare I say hectic, and admittedly low-maintenance loving lifestyle. What does that say about me, cat loving that is? I suppose it highlights my appreciation of self-directed partners in crime, which is probably why I’m single, ha.

My last girlfriend was a dog person. In that relationship, I found that no matter how much effort I put forth I was incapable of directing an adequate amount of attention her way.  Could this have been in some way related to the fact that I’m a cat person? Perhaps?  Looking back on the experience it’s become clear to me that we had different ideas of what a companion “should” provide. As it happens, I’m comfortable meeting the needs of the average cat; perhaps that is because they reflect my own, very few. Hmmm.

One thought on “Dog People and Cat People”

  1. Cats/Dogs, AM/PM, from my perspective this comes down to introvert/extrovert. Dogs are bombastic, social, pack animals. Cats are solitary and quiet. Night is for parties, drunken camaraderie where as morning is (as you’ve already said) for quite introspection. Often, as I suit-up to leave for work, I look at one of my cats, curled up on the sofa in my screened in porch and turn green with envy. It’s the day I crave.