(She's the wife's new cat that I had NO say in allowing- whatsoever)A smooched-face ferrite-like thing who would be a dachshund if she were a dog.
Anyway, she let me scratch her chin when the littlest dog* started rubbing my other hand and purring because SHE is the one that adopted me.
*The littlest dog is some kind of tail-less black cat that chases balls, begs and licks plates clean...
...AND fearlessly checks out plates being cleaned by the reals dogs in spite of the growls.
My sister-in-law has a cat that actually plays fetch.
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