My realtorNo, I'm not buying another house. She's still in my life because she is such a cool person and we like each other. I wouldn't call us friends but definitely good acquaintances. :) We chat from time to time in email and I'd certainly give her a good recommendation as a realtor--she was great to work with and found me a great house.
Too long for a blurb but I thought this was a funny story to share:
Cute story; this morning Zach was bound and determined he WAS going with us when I took her [daughter] to school. While I was trying to shove the dog face back in the door her kitten Tibz zipped between Zach's paws and out the door. By the time she pulled the 85 pound determined german shepherd out of the way Tibz was in full flight down the driveway. She stood in the door and yelled "TIBZ!" He screeched to a halt so fast he left skid marks in the dirt. "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T GET BACK IN THE HOUSE NOW!" Tibz reversed directions and I just barely got the door open before he bashed himself into it. I had no idea cats did that! VERY impressive :)
I did find my cats (when I had cats) highly trainable and though different from training a dog--worth the effort. I'll admit even having trained cats I think this story is pretty funny and remarkable. :)