This topic has been posted before, a search shows the last one in 2012. Time for a rehash.
Question : Do you prefer cats, dogs, either, both, other or none.
Also if you would, could you please explain your choice and perhaps even add a little story of your pet(s)
I go with either. Over the years we have had a Pomeranian, later we adopted a Border Collie. Both dogs unfortunately gone. We now have our fourth and fifth cat, I shall call them X and Y for now. Both adopted, X from a rescue centre. When our matriarch died, X pined, for months she would hunt the house looking for her boss. Howling in the night, jumping to investigate any noise. We made a decision to adopt another cat to ease Xs stress. A new kitten arrived, X hated (and still hates) the intruder but she has stopped fretting.
My little story concerns the younger cat, Y. Soon after we acquired Y she was named. The name didn't really suite her but it was the kids choice.
One night my husband got up go to the toilet, in the dark he tripped over Y and let forth a powerful expletive.
Next morning the kids asked, "what did daddy shout last night?"
My mind raced and came up with a suitable answer for children. From that day on our new cat has been known as "Cooking Fat"
Question : Do you prefer cats, dogs, either, both, other or none.
Also if you would, could you please explain your choice and perhaps even add a little story of your pet(s)
I go with either. Over the years we have had a Pomeranian, later we adopted a Border Collie. Both dogs unfortunately gone. We now have our fourth and fifth cat, I shall call them X and Y for now. Both adopted, X from a rescue centre. When our matriarch died, X pined, for months she would hunt the house looking for her boss. Howling in the night, jumping to investigate any noise. We made a decision to adopt another cat to ease Xs stress. A new kitten arrived, X hated (and still hates) the intruder but she has stopped fretting.
My little story concerns the younger cat, Y. Soon after we acquired Y she was named. The name didn't really suite her but it was the kids choice.
One night my husband got up go to the toilet, in the dark he tripped over Y and let forth a powerful expletive.
Next morning the kids asked, "what did daddy shout last night?"
My mind raced and came up with a suitable answer for children. From that day on our new cat has been known as "Cooking Fat"
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