Jake’s Sunday challenge for this week is PET. A theme most people can relate to. I think very few never had an animal to take care of in their lives. I have had pets since I was a kid, varying from goldfish and little turtles to a canary and a rabbit. The year I moved out of my parents’ house to live on my own – now thirty years ago – I was adopted by my first tomcat, a huge gray tabby named Spike. Though he probably was a dog in disguise. Soon after, a female entered the household. And when both furry friends had gone to pet heaven, I saved two other tomcats from the animal shelter. One of them is still around. He’s talking to me right now. Probably feels I’m writing about him hehehe.
When I was in England in 2010, I chanced upon this fellow, who was lying comfortably on the top of the bar in a pub. Of course I couldn’t resist to cuddle with him, since he looked so much like…
… my Bandit.
Pets are friends who give love and honest affection without ever judging. I can not imagine my life without them.
Figments of a DuTchess 