We had a big ol Brahma bull named Candy Man (he was part of my dad's breeding cattle program). He was a gentle giant. I used to sit on him and ride him (not literally, but he would walk around with us on his back and no restraints), and when he was laying down, I would sit in the bend of his neck and wrap his big ol head around me and pet him for hours. We had him for years, and one day when we were moving the cattle off grassland for the winter he got spooked, jumped a fence, and broke his neck. It was a tragic and terrible way to lose him. I will try to find a picture of him.
I also had a siamese cat named Toby. I used to dress him up like a baby, push him around in a stroller, and put him to sleep in my little doll bed. He became blind but lived to a ripe old age of 18.
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