“Of course I don’t have favorites. Don’t be absurd. I love all of our cats the same.”
That’s what I say. Then, in the next breath: “Oh, look at Comet. Look how cute Comet is, all curled up. Look how cute Comet is, flinging herself at my leg. Let me get a picture of Comet. Did I tell you what Comet did today?”
Of the people I’ve known with multiple cats, I haven’t known any who’ve been willing to acknowledge, openly and without a shred of guilt, that they had favorites. And I’ve known only a handful — if any — who really and truly didn’t. It’s the dirty little secret of having multiple pets. We never want to admit that we have favorites … and we totally do.
Thus begins my new piece for Catster, Favorites: The Dirty Secret of Cat Ownership.
Yes, you heard me right — I am now professionally cat-blogging. I kind of can’t believe it. I am proud and happy and delighted all out of proportion. This may well be the emotional pinnacle of my writing career. My debut piece is a hard-hitting piece of investigative journalism, in which I totally blow the lid of this whole “favorites” thing. No, really. To find out more, read the rest of the piece. Enjoy!