When I was a small child I remember a couple of dogs being around. We had a basset hound at one point when I was four-ish. When next we had a dog, it was a daschund named TJ. (My mother found the minor skirmishes fought by my brother and I over the slightest issue abhorent, and instead of letting us fight over the names of our pets, she issued a decree that we would take the first initial from each of us and that was that. Over the years, a succession of horses, dogs, and guinea pigs were all named TJ. Even a turtle or two, and possibly a crayfish.) When I met my husband, I had Isobel and Morris, and he had Sandy the Wonder Dog, a feisty yellow Lab. Sandy was used to ruling the roost; I remember several nights when Sandy would literally push me out of the bed. I had taken "her" spot. The entire household mourned Sandy's passing; even the cats.
And now we have this little critter. She's not so little anymore, although she is still officially a puppy. She is pretty smart, and except for a few issues, she's been fun. Dogs are more obvious about their responses to you. and I love watching them, too. Maisy scans our faces constantly for the slightest micro expression, eager to please. At least, eager to please if you have food or are willing to scratch her behind the ears. Cats are willing to take the food and the scratching, but they aren't watching you constantly for signs of approval. So which is better? That's an age old question, but really, it's apples and oranges. I like apples and oranges, and I don't have to choose between my fruit, right? Same with my pets; I love my cats and my dog, and hope that they are all around for a long time.
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How about you? Are you a cat person or a dog person? Or do you swing both ways, at least as far as owning pets?