RIP Thomas, AKA Fatty

Thomas, our last surviving cat, went to heaven last week. He was 16 years old! His arthritis was so bad that he was walking like a bulldog. Every time he jumped off the bed he cried and cried. We made the hard decision to send him to heaven. RIP Fatty!


Sami has been begging me for new pics of Anubis, so here they are:

The Honeymoon is OVER!

Sweet Anubis....has turned into a little terror at times. If we leave him alone and he thinks we've been gone too long, or that we shouldn't have left at all, he tears things apart. Namely my work stuff - highlighters, pens, pencils, and ANY papers left on the arm of my computer desk. I've now learned to put things away - most of the time. He has also destroyed two pairs of Dan's reading glasses. Thank goodness these are glasses that he bought at Walmart and not at the eye doctor! We have a box full of newspapers that we use for fire starter in our woodstove that he has gotten into a couple of times...tiny bits of paper everywhere! And then, to top it all, yesterday he found these somewhere in the yard.....
Yep, two baby gray squirrels. He didn't harm them physically (mentally they'll probably never be the same!), but wanted to play. Fortunately I found him and them before they died. I couldn't just leave the sweet things there to die, so I drove them out to Tumwater to a wildlife rehab place. This sure has been an exciting adventure!