Unfortunately, my dad is allergic to cats. Since I couldn't have a cat of my own, I made friends with my neighbor's Siamese, Peppy. Oh, I loved that cat, and she seemed to love me, too. She came when I called her, and we spent many happy hours playing together in the front yard.
Then my neighbors got rid of her.
I never really got over it.
My cat obsession ended with Peppy, and I moved on to a more "attainable" animal.
This was probably a good thing, as I have inherited some of my dad's cat allergies. I still like cats, but I don't feel the need to own one.
I am happy to make do with barn cats (this one was my favorite)...
and friend's cats.This should be all I have to say about cats, but recently they've been on my mind again.
For reasons I do not understand, I am now taking care of a whole herd of cyber cats.
And that's not the worst of it. I have dusted off my 1:9 scale cat collection...
and am trying to match them up to the Neko Atsume cats. That spotted kitty at the scratching post...
Here she is on my shelf!
I kind of want to build a 1:9 scale cat yard, but this is a slippery slope for me. I do not need to be obsessed with cats again. No, no, no!