For a person who is allergic to cats, I sure do a lot of cat-sitting. It has is pluses and minuses. I am currently watching over two Egyptian Maus, Loki and Idun (or, as I like to call them, Lokes and EEEdddiiee).
They are adorable snuggle bugs/total jerks.
The unfortunate part of cat sitting, for me, is that the more standoffish you are, the more cats love you. I tend to be very standoffish (because I don’t want my face to swell into a balloon), and thus cats ADORE me. In fact, these two hate to be separated. If I close a door, they will paw at the other side and then start licking it. Which is obnoxious.
These two are pretty affectionate (though maybe not as much as Jack and Lulu) and have started weaving figure eights between my legs as I walk (very slowly). Though they supposedly “hate” the attic, where I am sleeping, they have been spending more and more time up there. The other night I woke up to find them both standing over me, staring at me.
Idie likes to drink from the faucet, like this: