BOMC wrote:I've never liked dogs all that much... I mean, i don't hate them, they can be fun to play with, but I would never want to own one (they smell bad )
I'm a pushover for anything small and furry and cute. When I grew up, my parents made sure I always had a dog as a pet (though they generally died too young for one reason or another). When I finished college, I ended up having a cat move in on me and have kittens. That's when I was sold on cats. Then my ex-wife bought a fancy rat, and it was the smartest and most adorable thing...
BOMC wrote:I've never liked dogs all that much... I mean, i don't hate them, they can be fun to play with, but I would never want to own one (they smell bad )
Now cats, on the other hand...
Nobody's perfect.
Long line of dogs I've had. Current ones are all guard/fighting breeds. Have one female crossbreed rottweiler/german shepherd (old, past nine years, no teeth, have to prepare her food), the other female is five years old, american pitbull crossbreed (a real demon, can't stand any other lving thing apart from us and her mates; will even chase down pigeons and sparrows), and the male a three year old purebreed rottweiler (dumb, lovable, and takes no slack).
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BOMC wrote:I've never liked dogs all that much... I mean, i don't hate them, they can be fun to play with, but I would never want to own one (they smell bad )
Now cats, on the other hand...
I like cats, they taste like chicken. Actually I like most soft petable things.