CityOfAngels

I have one cat. When it's cold outside, she's an inside cat. When it's hot outside, she's an outside cat. I've left her outside for two-three days a few times, and she feeds herself with birds and mice. She's a huntress. We love her, and feel that she's part of the family, so we're always giving her food from our plates whenever we feel generous, but if we don't want to, all we have to do is say, "No!" and she walks to her own food dish. If she pisses us off for any reason, we say, "Outside!" and she runs right outside.

She's a very independant cat, but she's also very loveable just as long as you treat her with respect.

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