The cat has too much spirit to have no heart. ~ Earnest Manuel
There is a reason I keep cats. This is not why.
Marlow is just interested in keeping me company. His Rumbling Purr accompanies me, lolling all over my keyboard does interesting things.
Kirby is either rolling round on my lap or constantly turning the printer on so he can stick his nose up the eject thingy & fish for the emerging paper or down the feeder to watch it disappear.
Both cats are happy to have me home. Home, obviously, is where I should be, dancing attendance on them!
They are good for nothing. They spend all day grooming themselves, sleeping & eating. They neither spin, nor do they catch rodents ~ but if I dare dissappear, even for a moment, from my well defined place there is a most terrible yowling.
There are worse things than to be loved by a cat.