I haven't dated in a long while, but I only had one bad experience. Most of the men I dated loved my cats. Some have actually had at least one cat of their own. One guy, I think, only dated me so he could play with my cats! Another guy I dated actually adopted one of my cats. I had two boys and decided to get a girl - they hated her and tormented her to no end. As much as I loved her, I felt sorry for her, living under the couch like she was. Then when Ron said he had decided to get a kitten, we talked and decided the best thing was for him to take Dusty. She blossomed being an only cat with a daddy who spoiled her rotten! I still think of her sometimes, although this was so long ago I'm sure she's at the rainbow bridge now. I seldom think of Ron.....