You don't know how you got yourself in this relationship, but you did.

Patrick Stump, your boyfriend, was a notable.. well.. cat boy. And not in the weird anime fetish way! He's a boy, that happens to have a tail, and ears, and happens to purr, and make biscuits on you. You don't mind, he's lovely!

He tells you it's from his mom, saying she had some half cat dominant gene. You don't get it, and she isn't around, so it doesn't matter you guess. What does matter, is that your boyfriend is half cat. Hey, did I mention the fact he's a cat?

Right now, he's sitting on the floor with a pout. And a weird goop in his ears. He got ear mites again. The third time in the last year.

"This stupid.. medicine or whatever..."

He huffed out, scratching his ears to try and make it feel better. Sadly, his species isn't well known or documented. So he gets the actual pet stuff.