Dogs or cats ?

Dogs. wub I used to like cats more, but dogs are more affectionate dancing

Cats

Originally posted by The Pict
Cats

DOGS!

Cats suck.

Originally posted by JacopeX
DOGS!

Cats suck.

Maybe but so does your face.

awesome I kid.

I've never seen your face.

Trust me, It does suck.

Oh, and Dogs.

If you had asked me when I was a small child I would have said cats but it's definitely dogs for me now. I love all animals but it's definitely dogs that steal my heart.

Originally posted by AbnormalButSane
Maybe but so does your face.

awesome I kid.

I've never seen your face.

I'd prefer the more loyal and intellectual animal. Hence, I would choose Canini.

Originally posted by Ax3l
Trust me, It does suck.

Oh, and Dogs.

Pink dolphins.

Dogs.

But I love both my doggie and kittie

Jackals.

Originally posted by you get thorns
Jackals.

I see your jackals and raise you a first generation Bengal cat.

Goats

Dogs. I like that they're usually more high energy than cats; I like that I can play games with them and run around with them. If I tried that with a cat it'd either bite me or just sit and do nothing. Laame.

How can you say no to that face? 🙂

Pet Diaries----------

Excerpts from a Dog's Diary
* 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
* 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
* 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
* 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
* 12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
* 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
* 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
* 5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
* 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
* 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite
thing!
* 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Excerpts from a Cat's Diary
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow --but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...

kittehs awesome

Dogs.