I grew up with dogs. A cocker spaniel named Peewee and later on, 2 airedale terriers named Tinker's Terror and his daughter Samantha.

I am a reformed cat hater. It wasn't until 11 years ago when I took a trip with my daughter to East Dorset, Vermont to the Bill Wilson homestead. My daugher and I paid a visit to the barn where a litter of kittens were born 6 weeks before. My daughter, persistent as she was, INSISTED I needed a four legged furry creature to come home to. I poo-pooed the idea, saying I didn't know if it was going to work out. After 2 days of engless nagging, she talked me into taking her home. It was then that I fell in love with a beautiful tortie barn kitten I later named Mollie Rose. She's been with me for a long time and has gotten me through some rough periods in my life.

I now have 6 (and at one time had as many as 9, never going into the double digits) cats. Every single day I tell them how much I love them and what joy they've brought to my life.

My main squeeze is my hairless cat (Sphynx) MooShoo. He is the love of my life!! I can never get enough of kissing his smooth skin. I love when he puts his nose in my ear and sniffs.

I guess the reason I fell in love with cats is their endless, unconditional love they give so freely. I cannot imagine NOT having a cat in my life!

Guys, they come and go. But a cat loves you no matter what!!