Actually I just thought about that...for maybe forty years I would have said I am a "cat person" period. Then I met Sophie and crossed to the other side I guess...but I will always have cats too. I found this on AARP- cat commandments Thou shalt not jump onto the keyboard when thy human is on the modem. Thou shalt not pull the phone cord out of the back of the modem. Thou shalt not unroll all of the toilet paper off of the roll. Thou shalt not sit in front of the television or monitor, as thou art not transparent. Thou shalt not projectile vomit from the top of the refrigerator. Thou shalt not walk in on a dinner party and commence licking thy butt. Thou shalt not lie down with thy butt in thy human's face. Thou shalt not leap from great heights onto thy human's lap region. Fast as thou are, thou cannot run through closed doors. Thou shalt not reset thy human's alarm clock by walking on it. Thou shalt not climb on the garbage can with the hinged lid, as thou will fall in and trap thy self. Thou shalt not jump onto the toilet seat, just as thy human is sitting down. Thou shalt not jump onto thy sleeping human's bladder at 4 am. Thou shalt realize that the house is not a prison from which to escape at any opportunity. Thou shalt not trip thy human even if they are walking too slow. Thou shalt not push open the bathroom door when there are guests in the house. Thou shalt remember that thou are a carnivore and that houseplants are not meat. Thou shalt show remorse when being scolded.
I could add quite a few to that about LLK - not that she would have taken any notice. These are two of my favourites: Thou shalt not sit on the shelf and knock all the ornaments off because your brand of food is not made any more. Thou shalt not sit anywhere and just watch the mice run around.
I would add- Thou shall not launch from fish tank to kitchen table. I know nothing about physics but a twenty pound cat leaping perhaps six feet downwards hits the table with the force of what? Enough to make my coffee splash from the cup and toast bounce off the dish. Thou shall not lay out blocking the staircase. I looked down there last night, Callie was just starting to whimper. Ninja or Mr Foot are huge and know the dogs are afraid of them. So they lay on the stairs after I go up. " Wanna go join Mommy dog? No I don't think so".
I would add: Thou shalt not think you are a dog and act like one. I have 4 cats and 7 dogs. Jack is convinced he is a dog...not a cat. He eats whatever the dogs are eating. Only accepts dog treats. Sleeps either with the dogs and I or in a dog bed. Ignores the 3 other cats, but is willing to hang out with the dogs. Where did I go wrong? He is one strange cat!
I think we should come up with the term trans-species. Mr. Foot does everything but bark. He gets right down to share in dog treats and sleeps beside the dogs at night. Before we got Callie he used to corner Sophie trying to get frisky. Weird cat...