Amongst the million things I have to do this week, I was ask to puppysit on an emergency basis. See, my neighbor's grandma passed and she had to go out of town this week... but she has this brand new puppy. Like 7 wks old, and she couldn't leave it and her other dog at home. So I, with my no dog, just one cat household, took on two dogs this week. They have actually been really easy aside from the occasional poo pick up (which I make the kids do) and the whining at night (which I ignore).
It has made me realise that I am a cat person though. I like no maintenance pets. Dogs are not hard, but they are like kids... they need attention, and when they don't get it, they do things... things that you may not like. Cats... they don't care about you a lick. As long as they are fed and they are let out to use nature as they please, they don't get fussy. They could care less whether you pay attention to them, and if they really want something from you... like a pat or soft stroke... they will take it from you. Or attack your ankles until they get it.
Yep... definitely a cat person.
On that note... Cyan's rabbit ran away. This was actually a few weeks ago, but I hadn't posted about it because we thought that we would find her. My neighbor had seen her down the street and thought that she could catch her if she saw her again. She was a wild bunny before we got her, and I guess the wild called to her, because she figured out that she could move her food container and twice she got out and we caught her... this time we haven't. And it is closing in on a month of her being gone. It's sad, but I think she is gone for good.