Why is a cat like a writer?

Every now and then I think that Kitty O not only looks like me, but that we are very alike. Never mind that Kitty O hardly ever looks at me and if he were to do so, would wonder why I don't have whiskers and a tail.

Here's my tale as to why we are somewhat alike:

We are both loners who sit on a wall, watching the world pass by. I write about the machinations, both real and imaginary after I open my computer to a blank page; Kitty O opens and closes his eyes.

We both walk to our own beat. A writer, after all, is, by nature, sui generis.

We are alone for long periods of time during which Kitty O sleeps and I write.

We both want to give happiness to others. I know I would like people to read my novels and feel they have learned something, feel that they have been taken away from their daily lives for a few hours.

I'm convinced that sour puss Kitty O also wants to give people happiness. Otherwise why purr?

Purr, one of my favorite 4 letter words.
Right up there with DONE,when a novel is finished.