I have a black cat. Her name is Thandi, which means beloved in Xhosa. I had her for three years before she joined my parents on the farm as she was too unruly to live in town.
They say that cats and dogs take on their owners identity. Just look at the pictures of dog owners and how much they look like they owners! In the same way, my dad has always owned a Labrador. The latest one, Cindy, is lovable and sweet and drives around everywhere with my dad on his quad bike, together with our little dachshund Sam.
With cats, they supposedly take on personality traits. My sister’s cat, Tiertjie, a massive Cancun and something mixture, is a beautiful grey ball of fur, but cuddly at all. In the same way my sister will give you all the love in the world, but not in a touchy-feely kind of way.
Thandi, on the other hand, is a full on bitch.
I’m not sure what that says about me, but she has this habit of loving you to bits. But will then turn around and grab you with her nails, usually drawing blood! She is extremely playful though and loves playing hide and seek, but if you were to put a clothes horse out to hang your clothes, you’re not allowed within 2 metres of the thing or she will completely lose her cool.
If it were true that cats and their owners have the same personality, I am a little worried about what that says about me? I am playful, but only up to a point … and then I become a full-on bitch?