When our daughter Esther was four she told her grandma¸ “Mommy says we can get a pet when baby-Ron gets big enough to help me take care of it. I would rather have a kittie than a doggie, because kitties cover up their poo-poo.”
The kids’ first real pet was a black cat named Agape'. We’ve had a plethora of kitties, bunnies, fish and birds since then. All were like family to us. I refer to my current four cats as my “fur children.” I talk baby talk to them, feed them expensive food, and call them silly nicknames. Rocky is Rocks-a-Rooney; Happy is Happy Dappy; Puddin' is Puddin' Pants and Angus is Angie Bangie. Not too creative, but I save that for my writing.
Do you have any pets? How do they enhance your life, or make it crazy? Do you include pets in your stories?
