There are 200,000,000 cats in the world. I have the best one.
This is Jones.
She was named after a different Jones.
My Jones is the best cat in the world.
A bold claim! But look again.
I mean, holy shit. How fucking awesome is this cat?
But perhaps you demand additional proof. I have it.
When I lay down in bed at night, Jones comes into the bedroom, jumps up on the bed, and lays down next to me with our faces less than an inch apart – “breathing each into the other’s nostrils”*.
When I drifted awake at 2:30 AM this morning, I was laying on my back. Jones was settled in the crook of my arm.
WORLD’S BEST CAT.