My Babies

Well here they are! The world's cutest kids! Sure they can be moody, smelly, loud, and bratty, but they are more importantly loving, adorable, sweet, and a huge part of what keeps me sane.
I started out with Sasha from the Humane Society. She was a horrible mess, half her body weight, sick, abused, and terrified. She was so sick that the vet I took her to told me to 'put her down'. I couldn't do it. I nursed her back to health. Now she's wonderful - a bit crazy, but wonderful! Then I adopted Suki after one of my assistants informed me her cat had had kittens and then got hit by a car the same day. Suki was mommy-less and I had to have her (all four of her brothers and sisters died too - she's a fighter!). I bottle fed her, taught her how to use the litter (not the way you're thinking!), and attempted to teach her manners - this is where I failed! Suki is a rebel, but we still love her dearly. I then met and fell in love with Greg who had two cats of his own - Bourbon and Jada. I feel like the damn Brady bunch - Animal style!

Sasha and Suki on look out!

Princess Jada - she can never keep her eyes open for the camera.

Fat Bourbon - Warning, he will knock you down for food!

Suki in the jungle.

Miss Sasha.

What was I thinking?

OK. Here I sit on a Friday afternoon checking out my brothers blog page laughing my head off. As I'm exiting his page I see "Start your own blog page". Like a complete idiot I think "sweet - sounds fun!" Completely ignoring the screaming voices in my head listing the thousands of productive things I should be doing, I begin to create this cyber page all about me. Who knows what will become of this feeble attempt to avoid cleaning the house, but at least I can say I tried.