Pets Rock! Or Pet Rock?
I love animals. There I said it. No surprise to anyone who knows me. I currently have one Siamese cat, two German Shepherds, two hermit crabs, and two stray cats that I feed outside. I think there's a sign outside my front door that says "All without food stop here, tilt your head and stick out your lower lip- owner will feed instantly!" I can't stand to see an animal mistreated and I always help out when I can. My pets are like my children, except they don't ask for money or leave their dirty clothes laying around.
I believe I've just hit upon a phenomenon, pets can't become teenagers! Oh yes, what a marketing ploy. Shelters across the country should advertise that their animals stay cute and adorable and always think you know best.
Back to my own animals. My Siamese is finicky; I guess they all are. He eats cheese, ice-cream and anything with salt on it. Best of all he cuddles. I love a cuddling cat! Kissa means cat in Finnish- no coincidence there.
Back in the 80's my mother and I made pet rocks and sold them. Oh, how fun are fads? I still can't believe people bought rocks with googly eyes and fabric glued to them!