When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There are times in my life when I haven't been happy. Sometimes it's not even physical, it's something else. The key is identifying why you're unhappy and doing whatever you can to fix it in a healthy way.
Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you're feeling bad, you just look at the cats, you'll feel better because they know that everything is just as it is. There's nothing to get excited about. They just know. They're saviours.
To be honest, the reason I have my cats is to force myself to think about something other than myself.
It's hard for me to be happy because I'm always worried about something going awry or what could happen to screw it up. It's hard for me to sit and look around, going, 'Ah, I'm really happy.' I'm not that kind of person.
Whenever I get happy, I always have a terrible feeling.
Not being happy really is my fear.
Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.
I never been a hater of these other cats, who never really had nothing, being successful. That's not my problem.
I'm never entirely happy. That's just part of my personality, and I just have to accept that.
Just watching my cats can make me happy.