We don't even pretend to try and understand cats. What other creature would plop itself down in front of strangers, start rubbing up all over the cement and purring with pleasure. If an old man in a raincoat did the same, we would call the police.
Miss Boaty
Take three. I lived on a boat twice before because I suffer from temporary bouts of insanity. This blog details the second and third round of said insanity. But I always grow tired of living in apartment buildings surrounded by neurotic neighbours. So I get rid of everything I own (again), gather the dogs, get a boat and move to a marina. Where else are you going to get a self-contained waterfront home in Toronto for less than the price of a human kidney?
Ira, Yorkie, 10 years
aka The Littlest Homo. This fearless Yorkshire Terrier has been challenging the status quo of the pack daily for 9 long years in a bid to overthrow the current Alpha, me. He is also an inveterate traveller and experienced boat dweller.
Sadie, Cocker, Old as Dirt
aka Little Miss Sadie Kisses. A recent rescue from the Toronto Humane Society, Sadie now spends her days eating rotten fish, sleeping in the sun, and avoiding anything that resembles a stick. Her past is a mystery except that she is a breast cancer surviver, hails from the country and seems to have been used primarily for breeding.