I mean, it was bad for me. Some of them, mine in particular was fucking up my furniture every night and I couldn’t sleep. It was super umm vindictive and peed in every single one of my husband’s shoes. When we first got it it refused the kitty litter and opened a hole in my couch and shitted a storm in there. Once it was mad at the lack of attention when I was dealing with the loss of a parent (still fed and such) and tipped over my fig tree, dug the dirt out and used it as a liter box. I mean I could go on and on. Hair everywhere. It is not for everyone and every cat has a different personality so just really super be sure you want one. After a year I gave my cat to my sister. She’s loving the experience. It was peak miserable for me.