Cats always snub me. I look at a cat and immediately feel insulted! Like I'm not good enough for them or something, LOL.

Toby has always been my husband's cat. He would never eat food that I gave him - it had to come from my husband. Like he was royalty and my husband was his personal taste tester or something. He would lay on my husband's chest for hours, if he let him - but not on mine! When I was laying with my head on my husband's chest, Toby would get on there and crowd me out!

Now that my husband is gone, Toby is so lonely. Poor little guy! I have a friend who Toby likes. Thank goodness he is a major cat lover. So - he gets a little lovin' sometimes. And he likes one of my stepdaughters. She's 25 years old now, and married, but she visits once in a while. When she comes over he wants up in her arms with his head on her shoulders, just like a little baby. It's like he's saying "Hold me! Just hold me! I haven't been held in so long." She paces back and forth, bouncing him on her shoulder like a baby.

Me, though, I'm just his food getter. He'll lay on my chest and knead me, but just to let me know he's hungry. Once I feed him, he wants nothing more to do with me until he's hungry again.

I can see that it would be a major compliment to be chosen by a cat. I just haven't been honored yet!