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The older I get the more I dislike people and the more I like dogs.  I have known 20 or more dogs in my life.  A few years back I realized each has it's own personality and each has a different way of communicating.  If the water bowl is empty, the smallest dog grabs it and brings it to me where ever I am.  They know the difference between front door and back door.  They know  which is the truck and which is the car.  We had three small dogs and ended up taking in 3 from a deceased relative.   So for a few years we had six bowls for food lined up.  When the oldest dog passed away 2 years ago, the others would not touch his bowl.   Now the remaining two from the relative are getting to be seniors. The oldest just turned 19, he has the best personality of any dog I have ever been around.  He comes to me and turns tight little circles when he needs to go out.   The German Shepherd watches out for him. like a big brother watching out for a little brother.  The Shepherd knows by which set of keys I pick up in the morning whether he will be spending the day with me or whether I will be going to the office.  If I pick up the truck keys he runs to the door and then the truck.     In many ways they are smarter than some of the humans I have to deal with. 

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8 hours ago, zimmerstutzen said:

The older I get the more I dislike people and the more I like dogs.  ....

I'm with you, but I like cats.  I have my twin American Bombays, but the one I call "Fat Man" the 19 pounder, is my companion. I hear him mewing as he brings me "gifts", usually a few of his toys.  In one afternoon he once brought me 11 of his toys on at a time! 

His name is Atticus, and he will come up and sit on my lap and snuggle when I am at my desk, or crawl up on me when I lay down for my afternoon siesta... (I am up at 3 am, and on base by 3:30 am each day).  Having 19lbs of solid cat on you is something to behold.

The cat sitting on the laptop was my companion cat who died in 2018.  I had her for 15 years.  She was amazing, always bringing me gifts of socks or her toys...  Her name was "Indy", if you rubbed her fur backwards you would see that her fur was white with black tips.

Atticus' brother is Atlas.  He is affectionate, but just does not want to crawl up on me. The 3rd photo was when they were a little younger and smaller. Last photo a little kitty p0rn with a flash!

 

 

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