We might not have
a favorite child, but most of us have had a favorite pet. Mine was an orange
cat named Savvy. She would walk with me on a leash, or stay close by without one,
and come when I made a certain sound, like a dog would. I’ve had a lot of cats,
but she was the smartest, the sweetest, the easiest, and oh so pretty. I still
see an orange cat and think it might be her.
For a brief time, I thought I might do work as a pet psychic. Well, I sort of do, in that I can see people’s pets, and know their physical weaknesses. I can’t hear them talking to me or communicating, so I decided to let that idea pass me by.
I like pets. I don’t have one because I’m old and I don’t want to die and have it go to the Humane Society and be put down. They are also a lot of work and I’m getting tired, and they cost a lot of money, and I’m getting tired.
When I decided to start the foster training, I thought I might save an animal instead. But frankly, I like people better than cats or dogs. I sure do understand the love though. I will always miss Savvy.
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