Not 'better', just different. Differences in care and housing aside:
Dogs have been bred for thousands of years to understand and relate to people, but they have also tend to be toadies. For those who prefer a dominant-submissive partnership, dogs are the better choice. Dogs will respect your authority.
Dogs are generally best for Republicans and other authoritarian personality types.
Cats are not pack animals and don't understand hierarchy well. They don't respect authority. They tend to be like small children.
If properly socialized they do, however, enjoy human company and interaction. Their reputation for aloofness is unfounded.
Cats are best for Democrats and other liberal personality types.
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Well, I guess this scientifically proves that I am an independent when it comes to politics, considering I have (and love) two dogs and one huge cat. For the record, I only meant to have one dog, but I'm a sucker for a tiny stray puppy found half frozen in the snow beside his dead litter mates.
Here's my cat - and that's not an optical illusion. He really is that big:
Notice that he is staring intently at the decorations on the Christmas tree! To his credit, he hasn't destroyed the tree or any decorations yet, though he had a HEYDAY when I got out all the Christmas bags and wrapping paper to wrap gifts!
Here are my dog babies:
My husband and I are absolutely crazy about all three of these animals, for different reasons.
The dogs (WhoDat and Josie) are non stop humor and entertainment - and their unconditional love for us is very endearing. They also love and enjoy each other so much. We never get tired of watching them, loving on them, spoiling them, and just being around them. Though they are both now over 50 pounds each, they often climb up in our laps in the evening.
We love our cat Cato because he's also hilarious, in an independent way. We recently bought him a big cat jungle gym thingie, and even though he's five years old (and about 18 pounds), he LOVES that thing and plays on it constantly. He also is inclined to hide and jump out at people, "attacking" their legs. This can be unsettling, but funny.
Cato sleeps on top of me each night, and WhoDat and Josie sleep on their doggie beds right beside our bed. We consider them our children.
I can't imagine life without these idiots!
