What I Wanted Vs What I Needed

I wanted a cat that would cuddle me all night long, even if it meant sleeping in uncomfortable positions. I wanted a cat that would convince me lying in bed for five more minutes was a good idea. (This is after of course I woke up at 5 a.m. to feed him.) I wanted a cat that would lay next to me while I lazily watched movies. I wanted a cat that would purr while I explained my hard day. I wanted a cat that always liked being petted.

Enter Flanker an incredibly handsome black cat. He could care less about petting. Waking up at 5 a.m. is necessary but going back to bed is just plain silly. It’s time to play. If his humans try going back to bed he brings them his toys and if that doesn’t work he zooms around the bed. There isn’t enough time for petting when you are trying to catch the red dot, attack an inanimate object that mocked you, steal things off the desk that really should be yours, run around the house, climb on everything, and kill the very dangerous fly. He doesn’t have time to listen to problems or cuddle on the couch. Moments matter and every moment needs to be spent playing, eating, or dreaming about playing. Sleeping with humans is a bad idea, after all he might miss something in the outside world if he didn’t sleep in his chair by the window.

The cat that I got gets me out bed, helps me view the world in wonder and play, and makes me laugh multiple times a day.