posted on Jan, 1 2015 @ 08:01 PM
I like both dogs and cats, and I'm not sure I could pick a favorite. They each have unique attributes. Cats are really relaxing animals. You can curl
up with a purring cat and all the tension will drain from your body; at least it does for me. Dogs are more willing to please their owners, while cats
are quite aloof. There are however a variety of feline personalities. Some cats become very attached to their owners, and behave sort of like a dog in
that respect; but for the most part they are going to be more concerned about doing their own thing.
A cat does not care when you leave, while a dog will often cry the entire time you're gone, if the animal is left alone. I do not think most people
realize this, even though it is quite common. I'm looking at my dog right now, he is a rat terrier, and he is licking the couch. His name is Caesar,
and he is pretty funny. I taught him basic commands and tricks when he was a puppy, and it is hilarious to watch him when I have food. He will stand
at my feet, and if I tell him to sit or do anything, he will do it but then he will do every single thing he knows. He will sit, shake, lay, roll
over, etc., all back to back, without prompting. He does this because he knows that I will make him do his entire repertoire before giving him a
treat, so he just doesn't wait for a command. I have almost broken him of that, but it is really funny to watch.
I also have a wiener dog. I was thinking that someone should genetically engineer an extra-long wiener dog. Although it would probably have to have
legs in the middle to prevent dragging its belly, lol. My brothers dogs are here right now, and there is a shaggy sheep dog of some kind named Percy,
a half chihuahua half Pomeranian named Sugar, and her father, a Pomeranian named Joey. He got to a chihuahua mother accidentally and made Sugar, lol.
He wasn't fixed because they were going to breed him, but they finally got him fixed after that accident. The mother was named Chloe, and she started
having seizures all the time. The vet thought it was a few different things, but nothing worked, so we eventually put her to sleep. Shortly after
Sugar was born she contracted the parvovirus. We have no idea how she got it though, as out of the other dogs everyone had had a shot. Although Caesar
did have parvo when he was a puppy as well. They all survived though. They usually will survive if you can keep them hydrated. The vet can keep them
for about a week and do it, but it is expensive, or you can keep them at home if you can give them fluids in their back. The easiest solution is to
make sure you get your dog's shots when they're little. It will save you a lot of money down the road, but I digress.
The chihuaha-Pomeranian mix is the strangest dog I think I've ever seen. She has hair like a Pomeranian, and has a tail that sticks up in the back,
and is curved, with hair hanging off of it. Long hair. She is very tall in the legs, but her body looks like a chihuahua. Yet her head and nose looks
like Pomeranian. Very weird-looking, lol. My grandma thinks she is the ugliest dog she's ever seen, but I think she is pretty. The reason I have
multiple cats is because I took in strays. Living out in the country like I do, occasionally cats will just show up. We had a solid white kitty show
up. I thought she was an albino at first, but her eyes are not pink, although her skin, where visible, is pink- like around the ears and whatnot. She
was wild in every sense of the word. It took me forever to get her to come to me, and she still refuses to live inside. I can pick her up and pet her,
as long as I stay in the head region. If I tried to touch her anywhere else she will flip out. She lives in a house I built for her, and I put a heat
lamp in it since it is cold right now. Come to think of it, a lot of the animals I've got were taken in, as opposed to me going out and getting them.
Another cat I've got just showed up at my house as a baby. She was not even old enough to be taken away from her mother. Have no clue where she came
from. I lived on the coast some years ago, and I physically witnessed someone dump a siamese kitten in front of my house. I had him for a very long
time, but he died a couple of years ago. He was funny because he could not jump. A cat who couldn't jump. One time I heard him crying and went to see
what the problem was, and he was upset because there was a fence between him and the house. A fence that he could easily have jumped, if he knew how.
It was not a physical problem or anything, but was apparently psychological. He eventually started doing better, but never got it down fully. I had
this grey cat once that I named Sir Woolimus, and he was the best cat I've ever had. He would literally let you do anything to him that you wanted.
He would just lay there, not moving. You could hold him upside down if you wanted, and he would not care. He disappeared one day, and I never found
out what happened to him. He was fixed, so he wasn't roaming or anything. Out in the country here a coyote could have gotten him. They get our
chickens as well. The last cat I have at the moment, named Baby, is strange. We have a love-hate relationship. I love her and she hates me. Literally
hates me. All other animals like me, except her. Although she will come lay by me every single night, but if I touch her at all she will start
swishing her tail and leave. And she has attacked me numerous times. If you saw my wrists right now you would think I had tried to commit suicide, but
it is from that cat, lol. She will come to me whenever she needs something, but I just cannot touch her. She hates it. But she will let some other
people pet her. Weird.