This ain't gonna sound like the typical Fisher post. To began with i've hated friggin house cats all my life. Sent hundreds to the happy mouse heaven in the skys. A close friend told me that when i met him all i wanted to do was hunt (deer hunt), Then i started tourney bass fishin and all i wanted to do was fish.:confused2: Then it all fell apart and i took up golf and essentially quit huntin and fishin. Well Mista kitty came into the program after me and cher decided we didn't like each other as much as we originally thought. She left, mista stayed. Time passed and me and Cher reconciled our differences, Mista is still here. Guess the ? i'm askin is this normal for a man to forfiet everything he ever loved and liked in his life for a damn house kat?