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My brain is on revolt for the evening. I can’t think of a topic to write on — so I’m cheating and using the prompt of the day from BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo site.

Today’s topic: talking about my favorite pet. That’s an interesting one. I haven’t had a pet in a very long time – not since I was in high school. None of the pets we had come across as specifically my favorites, though I did love them all. Samantha was the first I remember – a Siamese cat with the attitude to match her pedigree. She loved to play pounce…on your toes under the blanket in the middle of the night. We also raised purebred white German shepherds. Our mating pair were Tony and Snow. One very cold night, Snow littered all over the backyard – and we didn’t discover it until morning. Most of the pups were fine, but one small one appeared to not make it. Mom wrapped her up and placed her on the top of the garbage bin to be taken care of later, and then took my sisters and me to school. When she got back to the house, she heard whining from the bin — the puppy just needed to be warmed up, and she survived. We kept that one, and named her Angel.

About Cyndilou

Just a diva dilettante who sings, knits, crochets, dances, takes photos, and generally has a good time while she tries to figure out what she wants to be when she retires from her technogeek job.
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