I suppose it's for me, after all, I mean just look at these cats. Obviously, they are the best:
Heh, looks like a less bulky version of one of my cats. Mine is a descendant from a half-breed of a wild bobcat. So he's pretty large for a cat.
Cats are pretty awesome sometimes. Then again, I already have 3 that claimed me as their owner. Fortunately, all males (3 different generations of the same bloodline). But before then, I had a major catsplosion at the house. Those 3 are all that remain of the 15+ cats (or was it 20+?) that previously lived here. And these cats are brilliant.
I mean, the one that looks like that cat, in an attempt to move them out of the property to live on in the wild (he, and his family), they managed to return home after going many many blocks away from the house. Took less than 3 days for them to return. All of them; with him as the leader of the pack. My mom particularly wasn't too happy about that. Amazed, but not happy.
He still lives here to this day, along with one of his sons, and his father. Fortunately, for the sake of the cats themselves, they bred before the denial of their manhood for their more permanent stay. With that in mind, they took it well at least. Despite the crap they went through; they're nicer towards me at least, but there is a bit of anger shown towards my mom and siblings at times (despite also being a Casanova with everyone at other times; especially when there's company). I think the reasons are obvious.
EDIT:
Seeing as this might end up becoming "The Cat Thread"; what the hell. Preemptive strike.
The youngest of the the 3: 'Mouse', as I nicknamed him (his real name is sillier)