These two have managed two years together, and although I wouldn't say they were best friends, they certainly hang out a lot together. Stanley definitely feels the love more for Betty than the other way round, but recently I think Betty is warming to him and realising he isn't so bad really. I always had pets growing up, we had a black and white cat my parents got when my Mum was pregnant with me, and she was called Kitty (original I know...) and outlived 5 others cats, 2 rabbits, 3 hamsters, goodness knows how many fish, and died at the grand old age of 21. I was so upset when she died, but I do think it taught me a lesson on death and being caring for something else other than a human being. For most children it can be their first experience of death, and although this is not nice, it is a good way of learning about the bigger issues out there that they will one day have to face. I really feel that having a cat around the place makes our home feel complete. I know some people can't stand cats, they find them 'offish'! And I realise they can be funny old creatures, but I have always preferred them to dogs. I like their independence and they way they look at you, they have some very cutting looks. We have only had a few incidents with Betty lashing out at Stanley, and mainly because he probably pushed his luck. I know he still adores her though and always thinks he can command her about and get her to play with him, which of course never works!
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Do any of you have pets with your children, and do you think it is an essential part of growing up?