cat and dog people

What is the difference between a 'dog person' and a 'cat person'?
This question was bobbing up and down the waves of my mental ocean the past week.
Now it has resurfaced again thanks to the miracle of vision, a furry friend and memory of my furry siblings and of course papanca to connect the mental story boards.

Searching the web, i found a site summarising different kinds of pet lovers.

Dog people:
Outgoing, relaxed; the smaller the dog, the more fastidious and introverted.
Like action movies, news, crime dramas, hiking, being outdoors with their dogs

Cat people:
Homebodies, finicky, independent; like small-dog owners, nice dressers.
Prefer reading, cooking, writing, and other homey pursuits

Bird people:
Colorful, social, early risers (like birds); can be eccentric.
Love art and music especially musicals, because birds may sing along and because, like birds, they involve color and sound.

Fish people:
Mostly male, competitive--a lot of lawyers, doctors, business owners.
Love sports and expensive hobbies--cars,stereos, computers.

Hmmm we tend to be a little of each personality trait sometime or other right? At least for me i think so.
And how about one who loves animals equally? Might he/she have all those those things rolled into his/her personality? Or such a one cannot be bounded by those descriptions? An unbounded one.)

An L.A. Times article reminds us to think again, "Yet, not all dogs and cats have traditionally perceived personalities. There are friendly cats that want to be around their guardians all the time and dogs that don't crave constant attention."

And true it is, with my pawed siblings, the girls seem less attention seeking. Even then Kyakya is more timid than Mal. Deedi is the naughty boy who still thinks he's the baby. With Kiki and Boon no longer around i guess he's stepped up to fill the role of the 'look at me' fella. Sometimes i think he's had his fill but with some leftovers in his dish. Then he sees me and goes at it again as if he wants to show how much he enjoys it. i imagine if he could speak, "ain't i a good boy" would be his words as he trots back to his grub.

Here's to our furry, feathered, scaled friends and their human companions and the kindness shared! May they smile. In their hearts, if they are not equipped for a physical smile.)