I've had a lot of dogs, and seen a lot of dogs go. I'm just done. Probably forever, possibly not.
I started out with a wild rabbit as a pet when I was in preschool. Caught it myself.
Eventually graduated to rescued wild birds.
Then to tame parrots.
The local feral cats adopted me about 5 years ago and I started feeding them.
They were calico Angora's.
They had 30 kittens which I rescued and found homes for.
The most beautiful kitten born was a white Angora with blue eyes which I kept for myself. He is almost 3 years old now.
He has figured out that us Giants give out good food and are fun to play tricks on.
One of his favorite tricks is to hide under the furniture and when I walk by he jumps out onto my foot and grabs it with his 20 claws and bites it with his sharp teeth.
He has learned that when the Giants' eyes are open then the Giant feeds him whenever he meows.
And when the Giants' eyes are close then the Giants do not move.
So every morning around 5 a.m. he jumps up on my chest and licks my eyelids until my eyes open.
I don't need an alarm clock.