This Little Jitterbug: Dogs vs. Cats

So my roommate got a cat a few weeks ago.

An old, orange and white tabby cat.

Sitting in his usual spot atop the couch.

I don't have anything against cats. I guess some of them can be pretty cool. Like my cat back home, Sass-a-Frass (Sassy for short). She's a pretty cool cat. She lives outside - unless I am home and then she sleeps in my room at night because I kinda like her a lot more than I let on. She does this cute little thing where she jumps up and grabs my hand with her front paws to bring it down on her head to get me to pet her. My only quarrel with this cat is when she leaves paw prints on my windshield of my pick-up. She does this especially well right after I have washed it. But other than that she's alright in my book.

Dogs.

Now there is a sensible animal companion.

I think I am about to die from the cuteness levels of this picture.

See what I mean? A dog is always happy to see you. A dog will always greet you at the door with a wagging tail and slobbery kisses. I suppose what it comes down to is that while cats are ok, I would much rather snuggle up with a dog. I miss my dogs (and cat) a lot being away from home. It's a void that can't be filled because in their own special way, each holds a special place in my heart.

I am still trying to get the hang of this blogging thing but I am running out of things to say for now.