Right now I like cats better.
Of the three most recent, Miss Pook was the sweetest. She would like to be held against my shoulder to be petted and didn't dig in with her claws. She also liked to be brushed. She was a skittery little thing.
Twink was a very handsome white shorthair. But he peed all over everything. I don't even know how he got his hind end situated for some of the stuff I've found. I miss him, but not that.
Bear is a shaggy gray. He is an indoor-outdoor cat. He's the only one left now. He's on medication and getting thinner.
I didn't deliberately go after any of them. For one reason or another, I took them in.
I truly loved my Mom's Babe cat. I visited to see the cat almost as much as to see Mom.
The way I feel right this minute, I don't think I'll get another animal when Bear goes.