Hard to think of anything cuter than kittens spooning!
I grew up with a fat, lazy cat whose only regular exercise was beating up the neighborhood dogs -- he was basically Garfield without the stripes. So I grew up as a cat person, with no respect for dogs.
So, naturally, several years ago we got a dog against my will (our friend's dog went out and got herself in trouble, and the kids browbeat my wife into taking one of the little results). Snuggles (Whom I Didn't Name, Just For The Record!) was a cross between our friend's Pithuahua (ugliest dog I've ever seen!) and some Champion Fence-Jumper (handy name for an absentee puppy-daddy), and she promptly decided she was MY dog (?!). So I got ridiculously attached to her, to the point of changing careers to care for pets.
She only made it nine years (weird -- looked like a seizure, which she'd never had before; happened at home and I couldn't resuscitate her). Meanwhile, we'd adopted Tinkerbell (WIDN, JFTR!) a cat from my work, and a ball python whom I DID name Filaria ("Ria"), and a few years after Snuggles we added in Tiki (WIDN, JFTR!), a Yorkie who instantly joined my wife at the hip and has been there ever since.
I've loved all my pets, but my favorite patients are snakes -- the bigger the better! So I wouldn't mind throwing some more pythons and maybe boas into the mix, but I'm sure my wife would never let me get away with it.
By the way, I love that a thread like this can still be going strong after nearly a decade.
"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you."
"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die."