Why cats?

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KingdomofRats:
She is the same lady that was on Pet Star but with a different cat. She has more than one cat she trained to use a fork while eating. I want to get a fuzzy calico cat and teach her to do that! Fuzzy Calicos are my favorites.

I find that cats are really good pets to have, I've had 7 at one point (none my own personal, but my families) They're really good non-judgemental friends to have, even though they're not human.

But so are dogs. It really is a good question, why DO aspies like cats so much? I don't know, but I sure do fit the stereotype.

In my life, I have had or currently have:

Tabby
Siamese (Two Lynx point and one Snowshoe)
Angora
Oriental Shorthair
Tortoiseshell
Calico
Orange and white
Black and white
Gray and white

All have been great!

Dog breeds I have had or currently have:

Dachshunds (two)
Beagle
Mixed breed (possibly poodle mix)
Pit bull/choc. Lab mix

I like Turkish Angoras.

One of my cats wags her tail constantly. I think she's stimming. Both of them purr and knead a lot. More stimming.

I dont have any cats, my mum is alergic to them and being in a house with them for a long period of time can set her allergies off. So we have a dog, and this year, after about 7 years of having a dog, I have found out I am alergic, if I get down to the dogs level might just start out as just the smell that sets me off. But after a period of time or if there is fur every where my throught goes kind of ticklish and sets me off feeling like I need to get away for a bit. Luckily my dog is small. Though I am interested in cats, I feel a spiritual conection to the Black leopard/panther, and I know that a lot of my personality is simular to cats, I just hope it doesnt turn out I am allergic to them aswell, as my mum says that if you are allergic to dogs you probably are to cats.

I have seven cats in my house right now. My 18 year old and her boyfriend moved in with us and they have two cats and a kitten. I have three cats and my 16 year old had a kitten that she was keeping at her boyfriends house....they broke up so we now have two kittens and five grown cats. Its fun...I come from a long line of cat people. I also have two dogs, two rats and a pond full of Koi and goldfish.

Parrots are the best, IMO.

I have a heart warming cat story.
A friend of mine knew someone with a job as a veterinary assistant. Plus, her parents had a dog kennel. She had several dogs, and a few cats, ones people left at the vet's for whatever reason.
One of the abandoned cats her family took in had a medical problem. I should go into details, but I really feel uncomfortable talking about this sort of thing in depth. So, I will just write "medical condition" and leave it at that. The vet she worked for saved the cat and she brought the kitty home because he had noplace else.
My friend and I went over to her house because she had a car wreck and was in a body cast. The friend and her talked endlessly, her in a recliner chair with her heavily plastered leg propped up. Us on the couch, across from her.
Now, here is where my Asperger's enters the picture. The entire time they talked I said not one word, nothing about her cast, her wreck, her problems. The entire time I remained silent.
I went to school with her, she grew up in the same town as I and yet I made no comment about her car wreck, nor did I make any kind of attempt to embrace her, or comfort- nothing. It wasn't because I didn't care. (which is what they probably thought, her and the friend. I am sure they thought that was really weird but I didn't realize it until just now. In fact, I never considered my indifference until just now)
It was because I didn't know what I could say or do, what would yield good results. I was both apprehensive and mystified so, alas, I did and said nothing at all, par usual.
Siiiigh.
So, I am sitting beside my friend, she is talking to the schoolmate and I am catching quick glances of them both from time to time, meaningless sideways glances. Sometimes I just stare blankly at the wall, not really thinking while they are talking.
Meanwhile, the cat. A kitten, actually.
In the well lit living room, with us, a tan tabby kitten, who is slightly...different.
Also, a snoozing pit bull leisurely lying on the kitchen floor, oblivious to us all. The kitten on the couch beside me. The couch had a sheet over it, protective covering from humans, pets and spills.
The kitten, smelling my fingers, nuzzling his whiskers against them and my hand. Cute kitten. So I am sitting there while they go on and on about stress with the kitten being extra loving and snuggling me. It was surreal.
What was extra surreal was the way the kitten jumped on the back of the couch and put his arms around my neck and his cheek on my cheek. You would not believe it if you saw it. I was sitting on the couch slouched, with my head against the back and the kitten was sitting behind me literally hugging me with his paws, he came as close as a feline comes to smiling and his eyes were narrowed, content looking. He appeared so happy and relaxed, like he had found a long lost friend from a past life. I could hear the soothing purr in my ear. The cat stayed like that a while. The friend of the friend stopped talking and stared at me and the cat for a minute.
Finally she said
"That cat sure does love you!"

I like cats, they're cute, they're friendly (most of them, anyway), and my cat always cheer me up, especially when they do funny things