I’m a cat person. When I was growing up, my family always had dogs. We had some great dogs, but it wasn’t until I grew up and moved away that my parents had cats. Dad was allergic to cats, but put up with them. I can remember visiting one summer and watching one of a litter of kittens testing the brick Dad had just laid. He’d hopped up onto my Dad’s shoulder and walked out his arm and gently pushed the brick to see if it was set just right.

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