Hello blog! Long time, no write. Without being overly obvious, I sure have done a sucky job keeping up with this lately.
And there is just SO MUCH to talk about. Which might be a good thing, because I can’t really bitch that there isn’t anything to talk about, eh?
First off, let’s harken back to July, when I adopted two small kittens. They aren’t so small anymore. Sally looks like a normal sized cat, but Scout? Well, he’s gonna be a big fellow.
These two are the SWEETEST cats on the planet. Scout actually asks you to pick him up and WANTS you to kiss him. Sally just wants to be touched or touching you. I’ve been so blessed with cuddly, loving kitties.
After I got these two, I decided I should just go ahead and replace all my grown human children with furry children.
And so… I’ve added my last furry family member for a bit. Meet Sam!
Sam is a 13 week old… well… we aren’t really sure what Sam is, other than canine. He’s a bit of a mix, looking like he might be Shepherd and Lab, or something. The only thing we can tell is he’s going to be big. He was 20 lbs at his first vet appointment. He also has some interesting brindle markings. It doesn’t matter, he’s just the best boy ever. He’s almost housebroken (… alllllmost) and we couldn’t have gotten a sweeter boy if we’d ordered one specially made for us. He’s smart and cute and we are both madly in love with him.
And don’t forget, we still have Piper!
Two boys and two girls; just like their human counterparts. My daughter (the Piper equivalent) posted a comment on Facebook that said, “Does anyone else think Mom and Dad have a case of empty nest syndrome?”
Well, maybe I did. But not anymore. I’ve got plenty of activity and lots of love and good energy all around me now. Happy camper, me!