Together with my eternally patient spouse (known to our kids as "Miss Seth"), we have been foster parents for the last 5 years. We have 0 bio kids, but have had 7 long-term foster kids (several of whom are like my own flesh and blood), 1 regular child houseguest, 4 short term fosters whom I love nonetheless, and currently 1 dog, 4 cats, one kitten (affectionately known as "the shitten" for her antics), and a partridge in a pear tree. Over time we've had 4 dogs and 9 cats bless our lives. Our house is eternally in chaos, and I wouldn't have it any other way!
Simon, a.k.a. "Slimy". Mischievous, spastic, neurotic, stubborn, scaredy-cat Basset hound. Rescued from the local Humane Association. Dumber than a box of rocks but impossible not to adore. Has a memory span about as long as Dory's in "Finding Nemo". Loves romping with Phoebe and Pippin and believes he's a 50 lb lap dog.
Phoebe, a.k.a. "Gazelle", "Fee-Bean", "Beanie", or "Miss Enthusiasm". A Heintz 57 Shelter Special with an over-abundance of energy and an inability to hold her licker. Incredibly sweet, and incredibly hyper. Has exactly two modes: asleep, and moving very fast. An unapologetic counter surfer, cat irritator, and toy destroyer. Likes to dance. Loves to snuggle.
Pippin, a.k.a. "Fluffykins" or "Fluffernutter". Side-kick to Simon, torturer of all other creatures in the house. Spends most of his time stalking Rocky. A stray who waltzed in one day and stayed. Holds a sincere conviction that the universe exists solely for his entertainment.
Tucker, a.k.a. "Wuckles". Grouchy old man cat - don't mess with his routine. Hates Pippin with a violent passion. Loves to "scarf" people while they sleep and drool down their necks. Rescued many years ago from a dumpster as a kitten.
Wednesday, a.k.a. "Wee" or "Weenie". Teeniest member of the household. Retains an eternally kittenish disposition. Always happy, playful, and adorable. Likes to swat people upside the head as they walk down the stairs. Acquired when an acquaintance took in a stray mama cat who had kittens.
Sneakers, a.k.a. "Sneakerpants" or "Squeakers". Yowliest cat ever to walk the earth. The Police Constable who monitors and keeps all the other pets in line. Extremely sweet, but slightly off and none-too-bright. Contestant for the feline Darwin Awards. Adopted from a local shelter.
Rocky, a.k.a. the "Attic Ghoul" or "Rocky Road". A rescued, burly, battle-scarred street fighter who spent his first months of life with us hiding in the attic. Has since become a fat little buddha with a wicked streak of mischief. Believes Pippin is a chew toy. The most affectionate cat I have ever known, almost to the point of being embarrassingly demonstrative.
4 comments:
That first picture is frameable. Years from now you will look at it and remember the lazy, peaceful feeling of that moment.
Adorable! Just like children do, don't they look like little angels when they're asleep?
oh, heaven. you take some of the best shots of pets I've ever seen. I didn't even see the kitty in my first viewing of the first shot. delightful! =)
Just look at all those sleepers! Hee hee hee. Loved this post!
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