I pet sorted my grand-dog for a year when it was supposed to be a few weeks. Wonder when the kids finally come, lol. I love my Manny, he's a Poms-poo. Full of love and energy. Dogs love attention and I love giving it. When I was a teenager, I had a cat. Feli. She was feisty, but she was mine. Cats don't like to be ignored. Pets all around just like to be pets. If you respect their territory and just pretty much let them come to you. Manny best times were galloping through the back yard. He's afraid of storms, like most animals. And he loves to take pictures. I still pet sit often. Babysit I mean. I respect my daughter calling him my grandson.