My cat wakes me up at ridicolous hours in the morning if I let her stay on my bed all night, but she is cute as well. She has an obsession with cars and will get in anyones car that comes into our drive. Bless her.
Cats are very good for stress!!
Luv Meg
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Are you a cat or a dog person?
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Neither, eh?
So what sort of a pet suits you?
Hows about a http://willowbrook.district30.k12.il.us ... spider.JPG treespider?
So what sort of a pet suits you?
Hows about a http://willowbrook.district30.k12.il.us ... spider.JPG treespider?
definately a dog person, and today my brother was talking about our 2 late beloved dogs, and laughed so much but also brought a few tears to my eyes... 
don't tell everyone!!
and then had my grandparents talking about their dog to our Aus cousins, and he was the first dog I really liked, there again they had him when I was 3 months old, and had to have him put down the summer before my 18th birthday.
I still remember him on the Saturday mornings coming to greate us all, and I would always be the last through the door, by about 15 minutes!! as he used to jump up, and grab my little fingure, and drag me away from the bungalow! never hurt me, but he made sure it was tight enough that I couldn't have my fingure back until he had got me far enough away from the bungalow.
and he was the last person he trusted enough to take him safely around the block. everyone else then he wouldn't pass the gates, so there was that special bond there between us.
nearly no-one believed that he would go passed the gates, except my grandmother, as she was making the coffee, and she knew I always walked 1 way around the block, and she looked out of the window to see us walking down the road.
he done everything with me, like to Aylesbury and back in a day travelling in the artic's with one of my grandfathers drivers, even though he refused to go with my grandfather, it was like I was his guardian in some weird sense, or he felt the need to protect me or something, and make sure I was alright. who knows?!!
don't tell everyone!!and then had my grandparents talking about their dog to our Aus cousins, and he was the first dog I really liked, there again they had him when I was 3 months old, and had to have him put down the summer before my 18th birthday.
I still remember him on the Saturday mornings coming to greate us all, and I would always be the last through the door, by about 15 minutes!! as he used to jump up, and grab my little fingure, and drag me away from the bungalow! never hurt me, but he made sure it was tight enough that I couldn't have my fingure back until he had got me far enough away from the bungalow.
and he was the last person he trusted enough to take him safely around the block. everyone else then he wouldn't pass the gates, so there was that special bond there between us.
nearly no-one believed that he would go passed the gates, except my grandmother, as she was making the coffee, and she knew I always walked 1 way around the block, and she looked out of the window to see us walking down the road.
he done everything with me, like to Aylesbury and back in a day travelling in the artic's with one of my grandfathers drivers, even though he refused to go with my grandfather, it was like I was his guardian in some weird sense, or he felt the need to protect me or something, and make sure I was alright. who knows?!!
Mike
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