Actually I only wanted to visit my mother after work, but she had visitors, cats owners. So she probably thought it was a good thing to start a cat discussion. I noticed right from the start that these people had a different view on how a cat (or an animal in general) should be treated, so I didn't say much and was already about to leave, when the man (who had upset me before with his rude and disrespectful comments towards cats, and he thinks it's okay to hit his cats with a newspaper) made a comment that made my blood boil: "A man is a man, and a cat is a cat", which means nothing else that a human is always superior to the cat and that the cat has to submit. It was that moment that I started arguing, and when I noticed they didn't take me serious and tried to convince me I was wrong (with my opinion on treating cats like friends and not to punish them or yell at them, and about taking compromises; and they were so stupid that they didn't even get what I was trying to tell them)); I'm afraid I wasn't very nice to them in the end.
I really hate arguments and they make me sick, and I'm so tired of discussions with ignorant people. Seems to me that this generation (my mother's generation) is especially bad and stubborn.
I really know why I prefer the felines to most humans!
Kirsten
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