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Let’s play.

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In a time when our country is becoming more and more divided, let me drive the wedge down a little bit deeper.

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The first pet I remember as a child was Hector.

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He was followed by Herman and Henry.

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And Hiram and Hortense.

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Then Hubert and Horace and Harold…

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As well as Herbert.

My parents had a thing for the letter H, what can I say?

When I married my husband he thought he was a dog person, but it didn’t take him long to switch allegiance to Team Cat.

We had Frank.

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And Mr.White.

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And Huffington.

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Who looked very much like Frank but wasn’t.

There was Duchess and Theodore and Pooter ( don’t ask) .

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And Bubba.

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And Sam and a long list of others we’ve loved and lost, ending with our current ruling monarch…

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

While there have been occasional dogs at Casa River, I think it’s safe to say my heart is firmly planted in feline soil.

Where do you stand…

Cat or dog?

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Let’s play.

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You’re here, what else are you going to do?

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Long life.

I’ve lost so many beloved pets over the years I swear my heart will crack in two when I have to say goodbye to another….

So I’d like His Lordship to live twice as long as a normal cat.

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How about you?

What super power would you like your pet to possess.

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Let’s play.

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You know the drill.

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For me it’s ketchup.

I’m not a fan in general, and tend to cringe when I see people slather it on eggs, grilled cheese sandwiches and God forbid…. steak.

Burgers and fries? If you have to, though I usually pass.

I’ve seen people use it as a dip for potato chips, put it on their fried fish and top off their bowls of baked beans. For me those are a definite no.

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How about you?

What ruins your dish…

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Let’s play.

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You’re already here, so why not?

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I know it’s going to sound weird not to say chocolate or cheese or something wonderful, but honestly?

My answer is broccoli.

Every night when I’m cooking dinner I pick a vegetable for the husband and then choose fresh broccoli for myself. I could literally eat it with every meal. Steamed broccoli, roasted broccoli, broccoli casserole, broccoli salad… I love it all.

Weird, I know.

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How about you?

What could you eat every single day…

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Let’s play.

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Continuing with my cat theme..

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten steals my ponytail holders on a regular basis. If I take one off and place it on a table?

It’s gone.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten steals the bookmark right out of my book. It has ribbon on the end and if I lay the book down?

It’s gone.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten loves bacon and has been known to swipe sandwiches off my plate. If it’s within reach?

It’s gone.

What does your cat burglar steal?

And if you aren’t lucky enough to be owned by a feline… what does your dog, bird, iguana or hamster burglar steal?

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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My roommate put a dead (headless 🤢) mouse in my shoe.

My roommate comes into the bathroom and watches me pee.

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My roommate hides under the bed and attacks my ankles as I walk by.

My roommate likes belly rubs when he’s high on catnip.

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How about you…

What does your roommate do?

(If you’re not lucky enough to share your space with a feline, feel free to substitute dog, hamster, bird, lizard etc)

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