You can *know* that you’re an overly doting pet guardian, but you don’t always realize just how doting you are until someone comes to visit and they see you in all of your cat snuggling, rabbit wrangling, baby talking glory.

I think that, at first, my relatives were mildly amused by our incredibly sociable cats (and mildly disgusted by the containers of raw meat in the freezer). But it wasn’t long before they were joking about sending their cat here for “kitty reform”.

These spoiled punks don’t know how good they have it…