A Man, a Woman, and a Cat.

At the beginning of a relationship…

Woman: Darling, I’d like you to meet my cat.
Man: (under his breath: Ugh. I hate cats.) Uh, hi. Nice kitty.

As the relationship progresses…

Woman: Dear, I get the impression that you don’t like my cat.
Man: That’s ridiculous. I love Poopsie. (under his breath: This cat is ruining our relationship.)

As the relationship reaches a more stable level…

Woman: Oh, Poopsie looks just so cute sitting there on your lap.
Man: (Darn thing’s shedding all over my new suit.) Well, I guess she’s not so bad.

Later…

Woman: I swear, you like that cat more than you like me.
Man: You know that’s not true. I can’t help it if she follows me around all the time.

The final stage…

Man: Honey, have you seen my cat anywhere?
Woman: What do you mean, your cat?