Hunter..Then and Now

This was Hunter a few months ago:



Grandmaw comes and helps at feeding time:



This is Hunter now. He likes to help do the dishes! I should have had house puppies years ago. Now if I could just teach him to vacuum....

I'm a Clairvoyant!!

I knew what was going to happen before it happened.


This cat, Pooh Bear

plus this cat, Rusty Equals one ball of cat fur flying fury! I saw the look in Pooh's eyes, the kind of look he gets when he wants to do some serious cat butt kicking. He and Rusty were eyeball to eyeball with the mad cat screams going. Before I could stop it, they merged into one gigantic ball of orange cat fur flying rage. When the fur settled, literally on my bedroom floor, there was enough extra fur for another cat. I called the match even, though Pooh outweighs Rusty by about 5 pounds. I'm thinking I might want to apply for a grant on "Why Cats That Have Been Neutered..Want to Fight". I'm sure I could get millions, maybe trillions of dollars in research monies for this. I mean this is serious stuff. If people can get millions for researching the sex life of beavers in Southern California, I should be able to get money to find out why cats like to fight. Even when there is nothing to fight about. What do ya'll think??

High School and a Puppy

My oldest grand-daughter graduated Saturday. I am very proud of her.
Now she has to go out and face the world!



On a less happy note, only one puppy survived. But, it has been pure joy watching him grow and develop. Of course he is spoiled rotten, but that's life with me. His eyes are now open, though you wouldn't know it from these pictures! He has these little, bitty teeth, and gives the greatest puppy kisses! His name is Hunter because he can always find the working end of a bottle!

Just Puppies!!!

How could anyone not love them??