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Originally Posted by Eric
Cats were once worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this. 
And here I am, eating breakfast on my front porch, sharing my bacon with Toby (he owns my neighbour) ... he likes his bacon with maple syrup.  Life seems so much easier to handle when one shares it with animals: my dogs, my cats, Iggy the squirrel, and Raquel and Arbuckle the coons. A couple of nights ago, a young skunk crept onto the porch to munch on the food I put out for the strays. I sat VERY quietly. It ate and left without spraying. The smell of cat pee can't compete with skunk. If it becomes a regular, I'll have to come up with a name. Just hope that a cat or a coon doesn't come along and startle it.  |
Eric, you are so right.
About a month ago we had to have our elderly dog Gizmo put to sleep(the vet thought he had a brain tumour) it was one of the hardest things to do...and it was the kindest thing for him, but not for us.....the selfish thing would have been to bring him home and let him have bigger and bigger fits which left him unhappy and disoriented.
I only have one elderly cat now...I miss Gizmo - even though he had turned into a grumpy old burger.
Anyway, I think some animals have better personalities(even at their grumpiest) than some humans.
I envy you your little family of critters!