There are 3 cats in my house but NONE of them are mine.
I don't think I could get another cat after my Darathy (Darth Maul) died... he was the most amazing cat ever... smarter than a 5 yr old human I think... He could actually talk and would say "Out, No, Mom, and Help"... which could be annoying if you tried to give him a bath... screaming at the top of his wee little cat lungs "No! Out... Help!!!!!" Over and Over ... Mom he only used for me and when I would come home he'd run up and say "Mom"... over and over... was cute. I miss how he would sit and talk to me every day in the bathroom (cats I think find pottying to be some sort of social behavior and they MUST watch you... don't know if they fear that you might be lost down the drain... or if they think something will come up and you need protected or what)... but I miss him terribly. He was like a best friend. He did quite a number of tricks including, shake hands, speak, kiss (whereever you indicated), sit up, high five, and if I snapped my fingers said his name and pointed to a spot he would jump up there and sit. He would wake my daughter when I asked him to as well. He could open doors with ease. I think he was close to 20lbs... huge cat. Always knew when you were feeling bad. Only irritation I had with him was he drooled terribly when he wanted you to pet him... and he was hoping you'd pet him.