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My first pet was a cat, Misty. Every week I would scour the "Livestock" column in the local newspaper (if you can call the one or two sheet rag that was the Dannevirke Evening Post a newspaper) for a likely pet. The youngest of 7 siblings, I'd seen a lot of pets come and go, and I wanted my own. After what seems like years of pointing out all of the lovely cats going free to good homes (and we surely had one of those - after all, it had me), my mother finally caved. I couldn't believe it. It worked!

We hopped in the car, and drove off somewhere, and I selected the cutest of the fluffy kittens, and went home, prepared to be loved. Yeah, what a joke. Turns out that fluffy kitten was a snobby little bitch. Other than the odd certificate for pet day (oh so hard to win when you go to a small country school), really ally Misty gave me was scratches and haughy looks.

Still, I was suitably distraught when she disappeared on day (probably running my my attempts to be her friend). She was gone a week, all the roads were checked, but she was not to be found. And then one day she was on the side of the road, hit by a car. Obviously coming home. Sad, sad.

And these days I have Maddy. A more affectionate cat one would not imagine. He's adorable, and so adored. And so I forgive him when he scratches me now and then. If a cat can have puppy-dog-eyes, it's my Maddy. I've told stories about Maddy before, so maybe I'll resurrect those again one day.

Dogs have been apart of my life, too, though never as my own, but coming into the home as passed on my siblings who moved on. There was Jack, a terrier who was my sister's. He was a funny thing (and prey to Misty), who my Dad delighted in. He would hang out in the shed with Dad, standing on his hind legs, watching the goings on at the workbench. :-)

But Snoopy took the cake (figuratively and literally). Snoopy was left to us by my brother Simon, when I was 5 or 6, I think. A corgi-foxy cross (complete with wagging tail so strange on a corgi), she was full of life. And lived for a really long time. I have some cute photos of her, that I will have to scan and post one day. She was so protective. I miss her.

 How many pets have you owned in your lifetime? Tell us about them.
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