In my life, it seems like there has been a season for everything. Yet, once that season is over, I just can't get into it quite the same. In '92, it was the Suns and basketball. In '01, it was baseball when the Diamondbacks won the World Series. In '01, it was also it my football season, because it was my cousin's senior year in high school and he was the star quarterback, running back... He was amazing. In around '02 or '03, the one and only cat I like died. Romeo. Jordan and Susie's old cat that they got from Rodney back in the day. Now, here it is in '07, and Bubba died. He was really old and he was a Bichon Frise, one of the best types of dogs ever. He was the twins dog, and I have known their family for over 5 years. Last night I watched them and it was so weird for him not to be sleeping by their door after they were asleep. Will I ever really like another cat or dog again? Probably not... that season died when they did.