Cats Don't Care

I have two cats. Vince and Owen, like from the Wedding Crashers. They were named this because they have black and white colors like tuxedos. They actually belong to my daughter, Alex. She said, "Dad, they are rescue cats. Can we get them please??!!" I said "Honey, they are all rescue cats." So, of course we got them because I'm the easiest dad in the world and she knows it. She is off to school so they became me and my wife's cats. Thanks a lot. What happened Friday though, made me realize something. Cats don't care about you really. We have pets on every week on our radio show to draw attention to the local shelters. I held these two beautiful kittens who were very sweet. When I got home, I still had the shirt on that I held those two with. Owen, the nicer of our two, got up on my chair and started smelling the shirt. I was thinking, maybe he will be loving for once he smells another cat and gets jealous. He turned around and hopped off the chair. Couldn't care less. The other one, Vince, didn't even bother to come smell. They know they are in charge and they are going nowhere and there is nothing I can do about it.