This is Coal--the GSDog------and Snoop, the fat cat----- looking out at the bird feeder--
I never mention our resident cat--I guess , because he just blends in--
He was a "'donation"" from son #4--He was 6 yrs--We have had him, about 7 yrs--
so--he is not young---
When I picked him up at the shelter (after my son had dropped him off 4 mos prior)--he was sick--very thin---coughing---afraid--
For 6 mos, he lived under our bed--only came out if I dragged him out by the tail--
He still is not a cat who sits willingly on yer lap--but, every evening, down he comes, and sits beside me on the couch--
He has earned his keep-----One Xmas, cornered a mouse in a wall----which I had heard the scratching, but assumed it was the Xmas tree hitting the wall--- Eventually the mouse popped out--and, Snoop , the cat grabbed it, as I was screaming for husband to wake up from his chair in front of the TV---
From then on, husband decided ,Snoop could take up residence permantly, in our home---
Last night , I got up, and found Snoop asleep in the dog bed---the dog confused and lying in the hall---
The dog weighs 120 lbs-----but is just a ""wee boy"" in his huge body---
So------that is the story of the animals living here--the ones I run around, changing their water bowls, putting outside, feeding breakfast, all, before I spark , in the dark--
Life is good for them!
Right now, I am fighting the fat , I gained over Thanksgiving--
Take it from me, all you Sparklers who are waiting for your Turkey dinner--You don't need that pumpkin pie--Trust me!! ---That pie is causing me to fight even more fat right now----
Oh man! Will I ever learn?
The Dreadmill is calling-----Tis raining-----The battle of the bulge continues!
Husband (who has not a drop of fat on him) with grandson-