I grew up a dog person. A big part of the reason was that I am allergic to cats. They're second only to bees in my life. So, naturally, my parents would never allow us to have one.
I got my first cat by accident in my early 20s. My boyfriend's downstair neighbor's kid (confused yet?) found a kitten on his way home from school. No collar. But the dad didn't like cats so they were keeping it hidden in a box under the bathroom sink. It got out one night and pooped on the bedroom floor. Angry, the dad tossed the kitten out in the rain. He crawled upstairs and curled up on my boyfriend's welcome mat for the night. In the morning, I had a kitten.
Every cat is different and I think we're better people for having them in our lives. They taught us patience. And the importance of naps.
Are you a cat person? Or a dog person? Or both?