I didn't vote because I can't choose between cats and dogs, I love them all
I've had 2 cats (Bianco, a black&white male and Spot, a red female) and a dog (Tommy) in my life. One of the cats died because someone shot him (and obviously I never found out who), and even if we brought him to the vet and try to cure him he didn't make it.
A few years ago we looked for a dog and we found a woman, a voluntary... ehm how do you call them, she kept dogs with her trying to find a house for them, because he was too young and too scared to go to the dog pound (ehm.. right name?)
Well, she found us and we adopted Tommy because once you saw that cute little thing who stayed flat on the street trying to make himself as little as possible, all trembling like a leave in a hurricane, who could have the heart of leaving him behind?
Unfortunately the story has not a good happy end, because he lived with us only 2 more years, then he got sick, we found a dog hospital but they didn't know what was wrong with him so he died.
The only thing that keeps me from crying when I think of him is remembering him after a few months with us he looked finally happy, he enjoyed running fast and he always knew when my car was near home, so my mother let him loose and he ran towards me.. oh gosh, why did I write that this keeps me from crying, I'm almost crying now and there's people coming in the shop.. gotta go, be back in a few minutes