My cat would take the prize for cuteness. When I lost my 12 year old cat last summer, I thought no cat could replace my "Little Girl" and I told myself I'd never get another cat. After two weeks, I was so lonely that I decided to go looking at cats. The first place I went, there were about 10 cages of cats and some had names already. There was a 6 month old tabby named "Taffy". I put my fingers in the cage and she gave me a rub. As soon as I looked into those eyes, I knew this was the one and I had to have her or no cat at all! She's too good to be true and I've never seen a cat so vocal or crazy for affection. She follows me everywhere and will flip on her back between my feet as if to say "Rub my tummy, Please!" When I'm on the phone, she acts like a little kid, doing anything for attention. I don't know what I'd do with out her.

BTW, is there some unwritten rule that men aren't supposed to have cats as pets? I keep getting the feeling that people think I'm not a "real" man or something.