I have to take a break from the chaos of this house that is undergoing major floor remodeling (which I plan to document to death once it's OVER!) and come to my happy place. Here! (Also, we have no TV hooked up right now and I just finished reading and it's 93 degrees outside.)
Nothing makes me happier than the 6 animals that live with us. Literally, nothing. When I was bawling like a baby yesterday because I finished a book, my boy chihuahua was very upset and just holding him made it all better. So, without further ado and in the order they came into our lives, here's the cast of characters that walk around this place (and leave their hair EVERYWHERE!) Without them I would most surely have cut someone by now and probably be in lock down.
aka Evilyn
Blue is a Russian Blue, beautiful little dainty girl cat. Her exterior is deceiving because she is, however, quite awful. She was abandoned as a kitten in a boatyard and a friend felt bad and brought her to me. I thought she was a boy. The first day I had her and went to refill her food bowl she bit me on the ankle. That was the beginning of our tenuous relationship. She has free roam, of everything, inside and out. And she is the least happy animal I know. She loathes everyone. If you pass her walking down the hall she will hiss and claw your ass. And do not even think about petting her unless she has come over and bonked you first. Evil-lyn! At night, when all the lights are off and she thinks I'm asleep, she crawls into the crook of my arm with her back up against me & sleeps with me all night long. Secret love.
aka Jackalicious, Sgt Jack, the Laugh Police, Vicious Wishes, Vienna Sausage,Junky/Chunky Monkey, Jerky Boy and Rudey
This little dude is a 10 year old chihuahua who takes Napoleon Complex to some other level. He barks and lunges at everybody...dogs, people, cats. Tough guy. Unless it's storming or we turn the Wii on and he hears that ding. Scary stuff. My little man has the heart (and balls) of a thousand Great Danes...trapped in this tiny meerkat-like body. If you are laughing and sitting anywhere near him he will attack and bite your nose and then start a rousing sing-along. He has provoked my gentle Beagle into a full-on brawl (which he lost and looked like a Cro-magnum man) He has a trick knee that gives out and then he has to hop around. But he won't let you carry him around. Oh no. He's a tiny warrior whose favorite thing is to hop over logs and keep up with the big dogs.
aka Doodlebugs, Little Mama, Brat Princess, Boogas, Boogedys & Tiny Beastie
Jack's Old Lady. Jack's puppies' mama. They had the cutie patootiest puppies that my mom kept and then we got this little long-hair chihuahua princess that kinda looks like a fox. If I could clone her and market her to tweens I would be a bazillionaire because you have never seen a dog that loves the love more than this one. The little girls on our street used to put her in a baby carriage and cover her in blankets and that was exactly how Miss Thang thought every day should be. If she were any more chill she wouldn't have a pulse. Some days she doesn't like to eat, maybe she thinks she's got to watch her figure, I'm not sure. Breakfast is only carrots, thank you very much. She will steal your seat the moment you get up and then never give it back. The word 'no' is not a word with any meaning. And I'm pretty sure she's got a southern belle drawl :)
aka Bobo, Bobo Brown, Beagle Mania, Fat Boy Slim, Cowbelly, Hamhock
My big, big love. Bobo is everyone's favorite. Dixie loves to sleep with him cuz he keeps her warm and is the best sleeper you've ever seen. He has the world's best toe nails. He has both blue and red ticking and the cutest parts of both a Basset Hound and Beagle. He has leg wrinkles and eyeliner. He is Gracie's bff. Jack is completely obsessed with his whereabouts . Tanner attacks him every morning. (Blue doesn't care about him because she's Evil.) He howls with his entire body and runs sideways. He was wandering the streets of NY following the neighborhood boys around when they brought him to my house to see if he lived there. I told them if they didn't find his people we'd keep him for the night. HA HA! This puppy in our teeny weeny apartment=disaster. He's the reason we had to move to Kentucky and buy a house. He's a country dog that had no place in the City. His yard is his domain and he diligently inspects every blade of grass each evening for any new or suspect smells. He takes shift on border patrol, carefully casing the fence and perimeter to insure our absolute safety (mostly from squirrels). He has squeezed through a tiny cat door (like a sausage) trying to get some cat food. Food is his life. Sleeping is a close second.
aka Facie, The Face, Kangaroo Butt, Biggle and Beastie Girl
ah, our lovely Boxer mix. She's the most beautiful miniature tiny pony-dog. She was a rescue who lived in a shelter for way too long. She appreciates the fact that she has a yard, has toys, has friends, has people. She LOVES her people. She LOVES her Daddy more than probably her own life. She thinks she's chihuahua-size and can sit in your lap like they can. She enjoys sitting on the outdoor couch and watching the woods. She barks like a baby screaming. She's just the most beautiful girl ever. Sticks are her life. Ice is also her life. There is absolutely no end to her energy. Playing and running seem to make her MORE energetic. When she first came to live with us she didn't know how to sleep with other dogs or on the furniture. Now her best time is cuddling with Bobo and sleeping with her head on the pillows. Every toy that she sees belongs to her (even if it's actually the neighbor dogs'). She can hop like a deer. She growls while she runs for her sticks. She adores water and will go in any that she can find whether it's a lake or barely a puddle.
aka Tanner Manner, Mannas, Dummy, Crazy Boy, Motorhead, Rabbit Foot, Stinkbutt
We had the misguided notion that maybe Blue's problem was that she was overrun by dogs and she needed a feline companion. HA HA HA! Not in any way. However, we could not have found a better cat for the situation. This dude is not afraid of anything. We got him at 6 weeks old and he pretty much thinks he's a dog. He sleeps with them. He hangs with them. He takes over their bed. He attacks them. He thinks, "who has to go out?" pertains to him in every way. He has walked right up to the vacuum cleaner and smelled it cuz he doesn't care. He sits on the shower edge and bats the water. The entire world is his toy box and we are all here for his amusement and love. This animal has never known one moment of pain or want in his life and has never had anything other than love and a very full belly. I would like to be him in my next life and I'd like to know what he did to get this much good karma this go-round. Blue is not amused by him but he now out-weighs her so that's just too bad. He's a love monster who disappears every day between 2-5:30 when he makes a miraculous appearance in time for dinner.
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