Got to thinking about my pets

I am not sure why, but I have been thinking today about missing my pets. I mean, I got on this roll of thoughts in oh such a strange way, but, hey, I am always thinking of this, which will bring me to that, which will bring me to the price of peanuts, you get the idea.
We have had a string of family birthdays this Sunday and Monday, and I love birthdays. I think it is your special day when it is your birthday and you should be king or queen of that day. But, I am getting off the point, my pets. During our several family meals, the subject came up about killer whales, then animals, then pets.And then I started to remember fondly my cat, Oscar and my dog from childhood, Pepsi, isn’t that such a cool name?
Anyway, Oscar, now that was a cool cat.

About 10 years ago we found this starving, skinny kitten in our backyard that someone must have left and run. We fed him, then, of course, he became part of our family. Oscar was such a lovable cat, he would roam the neighborhood making friends with all those who would pet him. He was mellow, spending much of his day purring, but watch out if you were a baby mole, then he became a ruthless killer. He rarely complained and would love to go outside and explore. When ready to come into the house, he would sit patiently by our back door, sometimes falling asleep while he waited for someone to notice him.

Oscar passed away 2 years ago from a systemic infection he got from a bite from another animal. He was sweet and affectionate to the end, even still purring when we petted him to comfort him.

Pets really work their way into your life and become part of the family. I love this and hate it because you get so attached, then they pass on and we miss them. I can’t even begin to tell the stories about my dog, Pepsi, that will have to wait for another day.
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