The Story of Little Blue

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The reason I have Little Blue is I’m not allowed to have a pet where I live at. I used to have cats. I still have two cats now, but they are outside. Orange Blossom Special and Little Blakey. They are brother and sister. RITI don’t want me feeding them, but I’d rather see them eating cat food than birds or rats.

Little Blue is a good dog he don’t eat nothing, he don’t drink nothing. If he needs to go to the bathroom he will come scratch on my leg or shoe. He’s a make believe little dog, but for me he’s real because I can’t have one where I live at. I qualify for a mental or emotional service dog because I’ve been depressed quite a few times in my life.

I have Little Blue because he means a lot to me. I could be depressed not having a pet, but I can go in and give him a little cuddle and say, “I’m so glad I have you Little Blue” and give him a kiss and a hug. He wants me to teach him how to play the spoons. And he might want to be a Contributor seller!

I’ve had all kinds of pets in my life. I had a ferret that I either called Ferrett or Speedy Gonzalez. I had a goldfish, twin parrots, snakes, lizards and a chameleon. I had a bobcat cub in Knoxville with my second ex wife. I raised a few of them. I raised two Chow dogs from puppy to adult. My kids wanted to name one of them Alexis. I can’t remember what we named the other one. I had Siamese cats. If you’re ever in the house and hear a baby cry, you better trace that down because it could be a stray Siamese cat. That’s how I found mine.

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