Things you have an irrational hatred of

[spike]

cats are diabolical assholes

What’s not to love?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[JuanHamm]

Cats would eat you if they were bigger. They only use you for your food and shelter. Dogs legitimately like you.

I'm uncomfortable with the slavish nature of the dog/human relationship. A cat's affection is earned - all you have to do to gain the affection of a dog is exist.

Slaves automatically love their masters? Is that what you’re saying?

You need to learn how to converse in good faith, my friend. You've already driven away Verb and Macphisto.

[spike]

Cats would eat you if they were bigger. They only use you for your food and shelter. Dogs legitimately like you.

I'm uncomfortable with the slavish nature of the dog/human relationship. A cat's affection is earned - all you have to do to gain the affection of a dog is exist.

Slaves automatically love their masters? Is that what you’re saying?

You need to learn how to converse in good faith, my friend. You've already driven away Verb and Macphisto.

lol

[tree_]

I have 2 big dogs and they provide security to my home and we never have to lock our door. They can be quite scary when they want to. Cats can't do that.

[BurtReynolds]

pit bulls aren't dogs. they are mistakes.

[BurtReynolds]

abominations.

[JuanHamm]

I have 2 big dogs and they provide security to my home and we never have to lock our door. They can be quite scary when they want to. Cats can't do that.

Yes, but cats don't require constant attention. Dogs are so damn needy and insecure. You were just complaining about your annoying dogs (and kids)

[tree_]

I have 2 big dogs and they provide security to my home and we never have to lock our door. They can be quite scary when they want to. Cats can't do that.

Yes, but cats don't require constant attention. Dogs are so damn needy and insecure. You were just complaining about your annoying dogs (and kids)

Well, I just don't see the point of cats at all. They're detached and don't even like people. You can play fetch with dogs, use them as security, go swimming with them. They can be fun.

[spike]

pit bulls aren't dogs. they are mistakes.

*pit bull owners

[Jorge]

You can play fetch with cats too. They're also not "detached" as a rule. Many cats are extremely affectionate

[spike]

I had a cat growing up that would lay on my head and lick my face like a dog.

[dad]

I had a cat growing up that would lay on my head and lick my face like a dog.

wait a minute...

you let your cat lick your face, likely after licking its own genitals or butthole, yet i'm the gross one for occasionally picking up my dog's dried poop to toss over the fence?

[Jorge]

Dad was just waiting for his chance

[JuanHamm]

This conversation is really heating up

[lennytheweedwhacker]

dogs are so f'n needy though. Furry time-sucks.

Yeah it’s the neediness that drives me nuts.

[Chris_H_2]

I had a cat growing up that would lay on my head and lick my face like a dog.

was it the peanut butter?

[JuanHamm]

I had a cat growing up that would lay on my head and lick my face like a dog.

was it the peanut butter?

Classic projection

[dpupenya]

smh right now for the NDOC and Nevada P&P

[spike]

I had a cat growing up that would lay on my head and lick my face like a dog.

wait a minute...

you let your cat lick your face, likely after licking its own genitals or butthole, yet i'm the gross one for occasionally picking up my dog's dried poop to toss over the fence?

lol at you holding yourself to a child’s hygiene standards/knowledge