Concerning cats

When I was younger, I was really good with cats. I had never personally owned a cat, but they liked me,and I liked them. But recently, I've been losing my touch. Certain cats act very, well, catty around me. One of my friends owns a cat that hisses at me every time I go over there. However, as I mentioned, things used to be different. I knew a cat that I lovingly called Socks ( In respect to the fact that it looked like a cat from a book I read with that name. I was informed later that it's name was Skipper, which is a bloody awful name for a cat if you ask me). Socks was a tabby cat. Like this one:

Except Socks had white paws. Socks would come by everyday and sleep on our porch in a big pot meant for plants. But eventually, Socks stopped showing up. It was real shame. I still don't really know why Socks stopped showing up. Maybe she got tired of me. Maybe she died. But there is another cat. This cat doesn't come see me. But I sometimes (rarely) see her. Her name is Nicky ( or Nicki, I'm not really sure), but when she (or he?) is there she recognizes me immediately and comes towards me meowing happily. She never forgets me. But she isn't there much. Oh,and she's fat. A fat cat. And then there was a cat I only saw once it sort of looked like this:                                                               

             Hmmm... On second thought, it looked a little more like this:

                Yeah,more like that,except it hade startling blue eyes. Like... Like a cat statue. It was the scariest cat I had ever seen in my life. Someday I would like my own cat. Maybe a tabby cat, like Socks. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my little cat chat. Dontblink99 out!