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I've had both cats and dogs before - at one time I had two cats and one dog living with my family of three in a little crackerbox of a house.
Simon was our first cat. He was a black and white that we had raised from a kitten. He was very feisty and outgoing, always coming out to demand attention whenever we had guests over. He died last year at the ripe old age of 18.
Modesty was a pure white longhair cat. We took her in as a stray, and we think she must have been mistreated by her former owner because she was painfully shy - you would almost never see her, but if you left the bathroom door open while you were in the tub, she'd come and perch on the side for a visit. She died a couple of years ago at 15.
My dog Max was named after an old TV sitcom spy named Maxwell Smart, because when we first tried to paper train him he would "miss it by that much". [img]smile.gif[/img] He was a basset hound/beagle crossbreed, with a beagle body atop short little basset legs, jowls, and floppy ears that were midway between a beagle's and a basset's. He eventually went blind and also contracted cancer, he stunk, and had occasional accidents, but there was nothing like the feeling of seeing something that happy to see me when I'd come home from work!
We had to have Max put to sleep today - he had just gotten too sick with no chance of getting any better. I really miss him. Rest in peace, buddy.
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