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This week has been filled with reminiscing pets loved and lost. I always vow never to give my heart over to a pet again. And then along comes a situation where a home is not available, someone is allergic and needs to find a good home, or the animal is going to have to be put down if someone doesn't adopt soon, or somebody just plain dumped that cute little puppy or kitten. It doesn't even have to be a puppy or kitten, I like old ones too. I am a sucker. Put a big "S" on my forehead!

But I know someone who is an even bigger sucker for a pet! This would be my sister Lori. Let me explain. When I moved from town to the farm, I had a cat named Prissy....for the obvious reasons, she was a prissy cat! She was part Persian, but had that cute little kitty face, not the smashed in look that most Persian felines sport. I won't go into how I ended up with Prissy, let's just say she needed a home, but I knew that home could not be at the farm. If she ever escaped she would be a nice little snack for a coyote. Rarely is a cat seen in these parts, and if you do see one, you usually never see it again. So my sister said she would keep Prissy for me. This was, let me tell you, a match made in Heaven.

If Lori were a cat, she would have been Prissy, and visa-versa! Prissy never had it so good! She wore rhinestone encrusted collars, charms dangling like diamonds from them, collected over the years from Lori's shopping trips in Chicago. She went for scheduled 'manicures', had all the best toys and, well you get the picture....spoiled rotten!
When Prissy passed away Lori decided she would 'lure' my brother's cat to her house. Buddy was an outside/inside cat and my brother has a job that keeps him away from home long hours. Buddy willingly obliged Lori's offer of tasty treats and now this is how Buddy spends his time.

Here is Buddy watching TV!
Don't you wish you were a pet at Lori's house?