My kitty cat

I am not what you would call a cat person. I don't really like cats. I don't really dislike cats either. They just really have never had much of a purpose to me. Plus I have always felt they were such indifferent pets. They could care less about you. So when this scrawny black cat showed up last summer at our house and the boys loved her I decided we could keep her. As long as she stayed outside. I don't like cats in the house. Then she went and had kittens before we could get her fixed. Since the kittens were born at the beginning of November she had to come in with them. We got rid of the last kittens on Christmas Eve. Now we just needed to get her fixed so we could kick her back out of the house. We finally had her fixed about a month ago and she was ready to be booted out of the house.

However, a funny thing happened. I kind of fell in love with my kitty cat. I have called her a manipulative cat since we found her. She tricked us into taking care of her. She tricked her way into moving into our house. And now she has tricked me into liking to have her around. Blast that cat.

How did this happen? I couldn't figure it out at first. Then I realized that she loves me the best. The boys always ask why she won't come sit with them but she sits with me. She follows me all around the house. She sits outside the bathroom and waits for me. Quinn tells me how she will come running looking for me when I get home yet she has been hiding/napping somewhere while they were home. I have never had a pet that loved me the best. Like I said, she is a manipulative cat. She loves to come sit on my lap while I am on the computer. She sits and purrs. How can you not like that?
I crashed one day on the bed and this is where she ended up. I could have a collection of pictures of me lying somewhere and the cat on me.

I still want to have her go outside. For one main reason. I don't like litter boxes. But if she can be a good kitty in our house without a litter box she may be welcome.