Which makes the better pet, dogs or cats? That has been an ongoing dispute for what seems like forever. Some love cats and hate dogs. Others love dogs and hate cats. I can’t pick a side. I love them both.
Buddy and Jake
For me, I really don’t have a preference. I love the companionship of a cat as much as I do a dog. As a joke, I tell people that my first babysitter was a cat. The downfall of that joke is that my mom has the pictures that show Bootsie the cat curled up next to me as an infant. Even though I barely remember her, I’m pretty sure I never got far from Bootsie sight.
I go out to the farm every morning to feed the farm cats. I feel like the Pied Piper of the feline world at times; they all come running to greet me as soon as I get out of the SUV. Then they all make a point of waiting at the back door just to follow me to the barn with their food in my hands. It’s hilarious to watch me walk while trying not to trip over them. I’ve got the YouTube video as proof! (Just look up my YouTube channel: deeregal2)
Jake and Buddy are my daily reminders that dogs have a special place in my life, too. After I lost my first Jack Russell, Stubby, I swore that I would never have another dog. Well, Jake proved me wrong. When he was seven weeks old, Jake gave me this adorable puppy look, and I was instantly hooked. I’m pretty sure Jake knew he had me suckered. Now that I have my grandma’s dog, Buddy, I’m trying to figure out how to deal with two terriers at the same time. They drive me nuts at times, but at the end of the day, when both are curled up next to me, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m pretty sure my mom would tell me that what goes around comes around. With as many times as I had my childhood dogs, Brownie and Inky, sitting at the kids’ table for my “tea parties,” Jake and Buddy must be giving me a dose of my own medicine!
Farm cats
