Why?

There are a lot of pix of cats (and dogs etc) on this grate sight, which reflects how we feel about our furkids.

They are wonderful to have around, but I am still trying to figure out why we feel that the, and other furry critters like rabbits, are so precious to us.

Is it because they put us back in contact with some primal need to be with nature? Are they child substitutes (yes, in my case they are), or do they simply reflect an ancestral relationship with creatures other than humans? The gogs that powled just outside the light of the campfire, the cats that kept the vermin down?

I will try to do some photographic studies of the two furry blokes in my life over the next few days.

They are simply magical.