My wife and I have two cats. The grey and white one is mine and he's cool; the orange striped one follows the wife around and jumps at her so she either has to catch him or get clawed. When she gets tired of catching him she lets him ride on her shoulders and he'll stay there as long as she'll let him. I told her if he was a black cat and this was the 17th century our neighbors would probably burn her as a witch.My wife and I have two cats. The grey and white one is mine and he's cool; the orange striped one follows the wife around and jumps at her so she either has to catch him or get clawed. When she gets tired of catching him she lets him ride on her shoulders and he'll stay there as long as she'll let him. I told her if he was a black cat and this was the 17th century our neighbors would probably burn her as a witch.
