I've always loved cats. Growing up my family always had cats and they've always been my favourite animal.
But a couple of years I got my OWN cat. And it's just different. I loved my family/childhood cats but my cat is MY cat. He comes to lie next to me on the bed, sits next to me when I'm working. When I've been out all day he runs to greet me and starts excitedly scratching the carpet. No one else has ever been that excited to see me! I'm the person who feeds him, takes care of him and keeps him alive. And in return he gives me affection and companionship that's different to what I can get from a human being. I'm an introvert and mostly like my own company, so I'm not lonely and using him to remedy that.
I don't have kids, so he's the first being I've 'taken care of' so maybe that's why my bond with him is different to anything else I've experienced before with other pets. My family cats didn't really bother with just one person, they floated around the house. When they died I was sad of course, but when something happens to my Dcat I'll be devastated.
Am I a crazy cat lady? I'm not alone with these mad feelings am I? 