The adorableness of cats.
In response to the Youtube comment: "My cats are the opposite of the cat you put on the video they never do that"
Same. My cats love getting attention.
I had a cat I named Moonstone, and she was my special girl (sadly, she passed away from stomach cancer four years ago). She really liked it when I picked her up and carried her around like a baby, and she'd purr SO loud when I'd kiss the top of her head.
She'd also call out for me if she couldn't find me, and it literally sounded like she was saying "Mama! Mama!" The first time Moonie did that, we had just brought her back from a trip to the vet. She had stayed overnight, and we had to keep her in a cage for a little bit so she could recover from her surgery. She'd panic whenever I wasn't in her line of sight, and she'd cry for me when she didn't hear my voice. I spent Moonstone's first night back home trying to reassure her from my bedroom, but I eventually took my bedclothes and hunkered down in the living room where the cage was. I laid on the floor next to her cage, and she immediately relaxed and started purring.
The next day, I moved the cage into my bedroom, so we'd be closer, and that made her very happy. Once Moonstone no longer needed to be in the cage, she'd curl up right next to me in bed, and I'd fall asleep listening to her purr. She watched over me while I slept... something I know happened, because my family told me that, when they looked in on me sleeping, Moonie was wide awake and glaring at them as if to say, "Don't you dare wake my mama up!"
She also learned not to stand on my chest, just from the one time she did it and I moved her to the side of my bed with a gentle "no, baby, you can't do that". She figured out I sometimes have trouble breathing, so she would always check up on me whenever I got sick. In fact, after I'd come back home from the ER, her and the other cats would all check on me in shifts every five minutes or so like little four-legged nurses.
I also would sing little songs to Moonstone, calling her "my love". And she'd purr over that, too. She passed away knowing she was loved, and she fought so hard against her stomach cancer but lost her battle.
It was the hardest choice I'd ever made, putting her to sleep, because the cancer was so advanced, she had lost more than half her body weight and could no longer control her body temperature. She was fighting the drug and trying not to go under, and I know it's because she didn't want to leave me alone. But she knew when I told her that it was okay to let go.
She passed away with me and my mom at her side, knowing she was so very loved. And I fell to my knees and wailed after the doctor confirmed it. My heart is still broken over losing her. None of the other cats, as much as I love them too, are as sweet and affectionate and obstinate as she was, and I still miss her every day.
Cats get such a bad rap. They're just as affectionate as dogs, just more exclusive about who they love. Dogs love everybody easily, but you have to earn a cat's love... just like with people.