That would have to be Jack, Mister Cinnamon and Elania, three cats that we gave forever homes to and got them out of shelters. When mom passed almost 2 years ago, dad doted on the kitties and this summer we lost 2 of them within a month and my 87 year od father was a litte depressed and I suggested that we get another kitty at the shelter.
We brought Jack home from the shelter and he would wrap his paws around dad's neck and lick his cheek and the next morning dad announced that we have to go and get another one. So we brought home the other two.
They get dad up in the morning, help him prepare their food, keep him company while he watches tv and sleeps with him at night. I firmly believe that he is a lot better with them around than if we had not gotten them.
On the merchandise front, I mentally carry a pick ax when I walk into the Salvation Army every other Saturday to mine the clearance tags. It is a rare trip that I don't get at least one $50+ value item that I barely paid a buck for.
(*Bleep*)
