Some of you may own – or have owned – a pet.
And I ask you, in all sincerity: How did you choose it?
Did you adopt? Did you buy from the pet-store? Did you get a kitten from your friend’s litter?
You see, my mother recently decided that we were going to finally get a cat. I say finally, because we have decided this at least four times in the last eight years, to very unspectacular results.
This time doesn’t seem drastically different, because although we made up our minds as to how we were going to acquire a cat – we were going to adopt one – my mother has her heart set on getting a cat that also serves as interior decoration.
So, we got to searching every conceivable adopt-a-pet website for the most flawless animal we could find.
Not so difficult, you say? There are plenty of gorgeous cats, you say?
The problem was, my mother and I appear to have different tastes in cat.
Yes, because while I had previously believed my own preferred type of cat to be the universally appreciated one, I was apparently quite mistaken.
My choices were labelled “skinny”, “emaciated”, “ugly”, “scary”, “revolting”, “pitiful”, and my personal favorite: “depressed“. We wouldn’t want to get a cat in need of professional therapy, would we?
Also, update: The cat can’t smell like a cat.
In other words, we probably won’t be getting a cat.
But we can always satisfy our longing for the feline creatures by consuming multiple hours of cat-videos on YouTube. And indeed, we have done this in the past.
The best way to do this is by typing in “cute fluffy cat“, and then judging the fluffiness of the cats in question, while leaving insulting comments if the alleged “fluffy” cat is not fluffy enough.
Basically, I will most likely end up a crazy cat lady, while my mother goes through pages and pages of what she described as “a dating website for cats”, wishing she were a crazy cat lady.