Meet Jinx the Cat. Jinxy was the best! I can't remember a time when he was not purring. Even when I had him dressed in doll clothes complete with bonnet and booties and paraded him around the neighborhood in a doll stroller - he was still purring.
Gizmo was equally as great... only in a guinea pig kinda way. Gizzy had a squeak that came from his sharp little toes and meant different things at different times. I always knew what he wanted.
I had a black cat named Yogi and a puppy named Boots.
I found a bat that flew smack dab into my neighbors front porch door and was deemed brain dead by me and a few of my friends. Refusing to give up on him, I put him in a jar and put holes in the lid and gave him a name, Barnabas. It was with great regret that we performed Barnabas' funeral a few days later.
There was a dog named Smokey that lived past 20 and a cat named Mama Cat. Scooter, a german poodle, and another guinea pig named Russie who loved to bite. Matt the rabbit and ... oh gosh I could go on and on.
I guess I've always loved animals.
Is it any wonder Gracie was
the best Christmas present ever?
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