This past long weekend, while getting silly and hanging out with my friends, we realized that everyone in the room was a cat person. Sure, I have a few friends with dogs, but the bulk of us seem to have an incurable obsession with felines. And they're all so different. Socks, my friend's grumpy-looking but sweet tabby, has a penchant for pooping in her bed if she doesn't get up and give him attention at an early enough hour. My cultured kitty Gorgeous would never do such a thing. When it comes…