These are the other things living in my house called "Humans". I like some of them better than others, even the ones I like I pretend not to. Sometimes I forgive them, sometimes I just let them think I forgive them.....

So far, I like this human best out of all the ones I've met. You see, we have an understanding.... I pretend that I don't like him and he pretends that he doesn't want to like me.

A cat hater and a human hater oddly make good companions.

This "Human" is the female one, I've got mixed feelings about her. She can be alright until she does that kissing thing to my head. I just hate that. She feeds me and cleans out my shitbox so I let her continue to keep all her fingers. My favorite human calls her "Donna" and "Sweetie" amongst other cutesy crap.

This little pink blob smells like a human but it's slower and clumsier. Not sure what to make of it but I keep my distance. It finds amusement in touching me and giggling incesantly. It bothers me. I hear it called "No" alot. And "Rhiannon". It's skill at tracking and cornering me has gotten progressively better over the last 4 years of it's existance. I will keep my eye on it.
This thing they call alot of names. He doesn't know about most of them. I think the name it was given at birth is "Julien", but it isn't called that very often anymore so I'm not sure what it's name is now.