I used to really dislike cats. I never wanted to be near them and always complained. I thought they were gross and smelly and irritating and they made me sneeze and made my eyes water and generally made me feel horrible. If one came near me, I would move, which usually meant they would follow me. I think cats have a 6th sense.
My husband had cats when I first met him and I wondered how long they would last. I almost considered not dating him because of his feline friends and my extreme dislike for their presence. When they passed away from old age, I never wished for cats again.
Flash forward ten years.
Look at me know. This cat loves me and wants affection all the time. As soon as I sit for a minute, he shows up. I actually enjoy his company and this surprises me. He loves to sit right on my chest and rub all over my chin and face, giving me kisses. I allow this behavior and smile.
Who knew that a cat hater could become a cat lover? This is very odd to me and makes me wonder what other things in my mind might change over time. I wonder if we should get a dog?
How have you changed your mind dramatically?