I haven't "had" a cat since Midna died. I have lived with a bunch of cats, but none really claimed me as their own because I live with Shaun the Cat - Whisperer, Stealer of Cats. Of course I love all of the 10 cats who live here and they like me, too, but you can tell when you're special to them.
Over the last few weeks I've become special to Scar. I don't really know why he's decided that he's my cat, but he has. He cries outside my bedroom when I go to bed and calls loudly in the morning when he misses me. He talks to me and snuggles me.
He's gives bitey love, which I like. He's not afraid to hook a claw in you to pull you closer. I like that, too. In return I'm a little rough with him. I pick him up and squeeze him and he purrs. I forcefully rub his cheek on my cheek against his resistance and he purrs. I don't know if it's weird or what, but we take the love we want from each other and now we're friends.
This my kitty, y'all. His nickname is "Boyfriend." 😂