[Haunted]

You know, if I want my ego stroked, I go hang out with my cat, Irish. He is one mean son of a whore. That cat hates everyone, except me. When he's hanging out with me he gives me those kitty head bumps that are supposed to be a cat's way of giving you acceptace, and he purrs a lot.

If a cat, let alone a cat who is a fiend from hell, hangs out with you because he wants to hang out with you, that's pretty cool.

I mean, people are going to judge you on all sorts of crazy shit, but animals- your pets- are going to love you if you look like shit, smell like shit, are in a bad mood, have a habit of picking your nose, or whatever gross trait that might put off another human being.

So, I guess I'm saying to those folks who want constant attention: Get yourself a dog, and raise her or him well with lots of love. Get yourself a cat and raise her or him well with lots of love. That way, you'll have some one paying attention to you all the time...except the cat, but they won't judge you so much.