NaBloPoMo: Tell us about your favourite pet.
People, I have six cats. Even though the last two wouldn’t make it into the running because they were pity take-ins/adoptions (although Alcide is pretty damn adorable with his tiger stripes and ear tufts; and I love his “huffy” sighs, raspy purrs, and penchant for giving head butts and head rubs; and for a beat-up, been-around-the-block-and-thrown-back-wet old tom Felix is a total sweetheart, and surprisingly timid around the others), that still leaves four cats to pick from. I’d probably end up picking Blueboy because of the sentimental attachment to him because of him originally being my grandmother’s cat, but then I’d also gravitate towards Kirin because even though he’s slightly neurotic and drools when excited, he has an uncanny sense of when someone is in physical/emotional pain and will give them loads of affection.
So to make things easier, I pick the dog. Leah, my four and a half year old Pug, whom I’ve had for over four years (our 4th Pugiversary was on September 15th, 2012). She’s sweet, loves unconditionally, and her favorite thing in the world is me — if that’s not an instant pick-me-up, I don’t know what is.