I grew up with a cat and a dog. When I met dh he already had 3 cats - all rescues. Over the next 25 years we have had a succession of cats, all but 2 have been rescues. We are now on numbers 8 and 9.
With the exception of one cat, I've tolerated rather than loved them. The one cat I did bond with was adorable but far more like a dog than a cat. He had been a stray and was desperate for affection. Sadly he developed a digestion issue which we treated with medication for as long as we could but eventually he died far too young. I was heartbroken.
We rescued our current 2 cats 5 years ago. I haven't bonded with them. Obviously I look after them, feed them, interact with them and cuddle one of them - the other one hates being touched. But I don't love them.
Then last year I changed job and now am wfh permanently. So after years of wanting one, we got a dog. DH was slightly reluctant but couldnt say no as I had put up with cats for 28 years.
Our dog is the best thing ever. DH adores him, as do I. Yes, he is needy, we can't leave him alone all day, he's a lot of work BUT he is also so rewarding. He is loving, playful and cuddly. He's as good as gold whilst I'm working, he goes for runs with DH , he is brilliant for DS' mental health.
Even DH is now a convert.