I think we had a dog when I was a very little girl, but later we only had cats. I only ever had cats. The roll call of my deceased cats would be very long.
It was Mr Furlong who introduced me to dogs. He never drools over them, but I sense that he really likes dogs. Dogs make him laugh. They uplift Mr Furlong. That pleases me. We have such a lovely dog at the moment – a Standard Yorkie – or similar. No one knows his make really, being a rescue dog of dubious pedigree.
I loved the cats I had too in my life, but with cats, you always feel if you were small – like mouse – they’d eat you.
Maybe our dog would too, he’s supposed to be a ratter.
Cats “allow” you to love them. They even sulk if they wish. But dogs just eternally show pleasure at your company and give unconditional love.
Well, ours does.