I am not a cat person. I've always been kind of afraid of them. I love dogs.
Having said that, I work at my vet's office. Last May we got 3 tiny kittens rescued from a house fire. One was eventually adopted and I decided I was going to take one of the others for a barn cat. Was going to live in the barn, catch mice, leave me alone therefore no problem. I picked the boy that had the most attitude and had bitten all of my coworkers. I am the only one he didn't (and still hasn't) bitten. They all loved the little girl who is so sweet. I ended up taking both.
No, they don't stay completely in the barn. They spend most of the time on the front porch. I have even made them a box complete with warm fleece blanky.
And I have to say I like the "mean" boy much better than the girl. He runs to greet me when I get home from work everyday. He helps me feed the chickens and goats, when I get the (Kawasaki) mule out to feed he rides with me. He even helped me herd the goats into their new, larger pen. He has the attitude of a dog.
Here they are when we first got them at the clinic.
Just Boy Cat (official name is Strut)
And his official office ID photo
Oh, he's also gotten in the hot tub with me.