Biscuit is a cat, but very, very needy. Every day when I come home from school, she's behind my bedroom door waiting for me. Even when I'm just in the apartment door, she's already crying for me. When I'm typing in bed, she likes to sit on my belly with one paw on my arm, like "Stawp typing. Gib meh all your attenshuns, plz." She makes me melt And talk funny. I found her on the street a few days before my boyfriend left for the Army, and she's been with me the whole time. She LOVES her Daddy, and drove with me the 10 hours to Oklahoma to see him. She had a great time (once we got out of the car, haha.)
My parents have a German Shepherd, but I don't get to see him much. Biscuit has been my first cat because my dad hates cats. I don't feel like I can communicate with dogs anymore ... I just want to wink at them. Haha.