Why should I suffer?

Carolyn from Ottawa, Canada

I hate cats. I think they smell really bad and they're just too creepy. I feel like I'm staring into the eyes of a demon when I look at them. My husband however, loves cats. I'm ok with that as long as he doesn't let any in the house and he washes his hands with soap after touching one. There's one cat that lives outside and my husband always gives her the leftovers from dinner. I think it's really sweet that he has compassion for another living creature but now he started bringing her in the house when it's cold or rainy outside. We fight nonstop about it and he knows how much I hate it. He feels bad for it because it lives outside but that's what they're supposed to do, lifemates come before cats. Cats are meant to be astray and she can take care of herself. Why should I suffer and always have to spew complaints for that?