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When i was a kid i had a cat that would come waltzing into my room when i was sad and jump on the bed meowing and start smooching me. I annoyed the shit out of him too, biting on his ears and pulling his tail all the time but he never attacked me and we had a bond better than i have had with most humans since. He used to wait for me every day after school on the front porch (no it wasn't to get inside there was a cat door) and I'd come running up the steps to be greeted with a sweet meow. As i grew older i became a selfish prick and ignored him more often, eventually i moved out and left him with my mum because i was flatting. He got sick and passed away after having practically been emotionally abandoned and i didn't even cry, i still hate myself for that.
