My boss and I were having a discussion yesterday about cats and dogs. I am a cat person and he hates cats. I don’t hate dogs, but I don’t think I would ever have one as a pet.

Cats are fantastic-they come house broken, you can’t train them, and all you need is a litter box and some food. My boss told me that isn’t the reason I like cats. He said that I am very much like a cat…

He said that I am individualistic, not driven by pack mentality. I do what I want, when I want, if I feel like it. No one can make me do anything. I am what I am. I cannot change that, though sometimes I would like to.

I am solitary. I prefer my own company to that of others. Some people I let in occasionally, but only when I feel like it. I would rather be alone most of the time. I have my own things to do, my own way of doing things. Most of the things I like doing are alone activities. I have always been a loner.

I am introverted. My (soon to be ex) Husband used to say that I think too much. I am always thinking, analyzing everything everyone says to me, connecting it to things they said previously, looking for contradictions and lies. I spend a lot of time in my head, thinking. I can always amuse myself and I am never bored. I make up stories about things that I wish would happen all day long.

Like a cat, I am very observant. I quietly watch everything, listen to everything that is going on around me. I have patience for most things, and I will wait until the time is right to make a move.

And, of course, I like to walk around with my tail in the air so I can put my ass in everyone’s face.

(Okay, he didn’t say that last part but it’s totally true.)