A childhood belief about cats and dogs

I used to want to be a cat when I was younger, like not just a bit, but REALLY want to. To the degree that I had my little friends believing that I, like a werewolf, turned into a cat when I got pissed off. That's not the funny thing though - slightly strange, maybe, but not the point. Even though I tried to convince myself that this was true, I knew in my hart of hearts that it was all a big lie. However, one day my Mum provided the solution. She was feeding the cat, and I asked what cat food tasted like. In a slightly convoluted version of the old 'don't eat too much of that, you'll turn into it' myth she said never to try it, or I'd turn into a cat. Silly woman - from my fixation with all things cat, she should of guessed that that was my ultimate aim in life. So from that day on I took to sneaking cat biscuits, and eating them on the sly. I never actually had the guts to try the canned stuff. Just as well I didn't ever turn into a cat, as I'd have had to eat it every day!