Lately I’ve gotten used to the ridiculous theories and tactics for the perfect dating life that litter every single magazine, honestly they fail to surprise me anymore. Well, that was true until I found this. An article dedicated to helping you make the monumental decision of whether or not it is okay to date a man who owns a cat. WHAT?
So here’s the dealio. Apparently “nothing is vagina-tingling about a dude in possession of this animal” Yes that was the exact word. “vagina-tingling”. Correct me if I’m wrong, but surely no animal in particular makes a man more or less “vagina-tingling”. But each to their own, eh?
Now for some specialist dating analysis from the pro’s: “Owning a cat says he doesn’t really know how to connect” You what mate? We’re going to decide whether a man is suitable to date by his choice of pet? What next? Ginger cat means he’s got a loving personality, black and white cat means he lacks the ability to take risks and tabby cat means he’s willing to try new things? See, any one can write this crap, even me! When do I start?
Oh and one last thing; ANTI-CAT PROPAGANDA IS NOT OKAY. CATS ARE REALLY NICE. DON’T BE MEAN.