I love? of the day. I had several outside dogs, helped grandpa with the chickens and got a duck one year for Easter. I didn’t consider them pets except one dog that looked like Lassy showed up and we called her Christy. Several years later she disappeared. My first real pet that was my responsibility was a tabby cat. I got her when I was in 5th grade. Had to feed her and take out litter box which was a Budweiser cardboard box with dirt inside. If you are old enough you remember the little box sodas and drinks came in, not very tall. I named her Tiger and she was renamed Boss after we began watching Dukes Of Hazzard. I think I was nine when we got her and she died when I was twenty four. One of the best cats I’ve ever had! She would roam the woods and come inside through the ceiling fan. I don’t know how she never got hurt or worse. We would hear her meowing and pull down the attic door for her. She always left us dead birds on the steps.

Sounds like you had a great dog. I can’t imagine my pets being given away with or without my permission. I guess your mom had her reasons for that. I would cry over a stray dog that came and went. To this day if I see a cat I will rub them until they get tired of me. The local ace hardware at the coast has two store cats. I go with my husband and he has to track me down. There’s nothing there for me so I find the cats until he’s finished shopping.

I love? of the day. I had several outside dogs, helped grandpa with the chickens and got a duck one year for Easter. I didn’t consider them pets except one dog that looked like Lassy showed up and we called her Christy. Several years later she disappeared. My first real pet that was my responsibility was a tabby cat. I got her when I was in 5th grade. Had to feed her and take out litter box which was a Budweiser cardboard box with dirt inside. If you are old enough you remember the little box sodas and drinks came in, not very tall. I named her Tiger and she was renamed Boss after we began watching Dukes Of Hazzard. I think I was nine when we got her and she died when I was twenty four. One of the best cats I’ve ever had! She would roam the woods and come inside through the ceiling fan. I don’t know how she never got hurt or worse. We would hear her meowing and pull down the attic door for her. She always left us dead birds on the steps.