So I am sure that most of those who read this have their own "fuzzy" kids and can relate.. Since I moved in with David and we merged our animals, as a whole he and I have 3 dogs, a cat, and a crap load of fish in David's amazing pond/waterfall thing he built and each of them have their own personalities and some of my favorite moments of the day are with each of them....
The Fish: There are probably 30 gold fish in the pond. I can't tell them apart (except for the babies) so I don't pay too much attention to them. There are 3 Koi in the pond. The first is Bubba, David had him when we met and the thing just keeps growing. Probably because his fat ass goes bat shit crazy anytime you toss the food into the pond and tackles all the goldfish to eat it all. Next are the 2 that David and I picked out together. Their names are Booger and Pickle. Why are they named that? Because I have always wanted to name a pet Mr. Pickle and David figured this way I could get it out of my system. They are growing like weeds and well...they are fish... no real personalities there....
The Cat: Casper, a 6 year old Main Coon Cat who is declawed and neutered and weighs like 15 pounds. He is a BIG cat and has BIG poop. David and I adopted him a few months ago. Not having ever had a cat I did not know what to expect. At first the cat HATED me because I wanted to hold him and snuggle with him. Apparently cats do not like this. He loves men and is forever seated next to David on the couch. Over time is growing to love me. He wakes me up in the morning by kneading on me and when i do not pet him he will "nibble" on me. I have also woken up numerous times to him chewing on my hair which is just odd. He tries to climb in the shower with you, begs at the dinner table by crying and putting his paws on the table, lives to torment the dogs, sleeps on his back with one arm behind his ear (like he is holding a phone), has the tip of his tongue sticking out most of the time and likes to lay on plastic bags..... But he greets you when you get home and follows me around in the morning and I just love him! The mornings are my favorite time with him as he is so snugly and lovable..except for the whole chewing on my hair thing...If you ever stay at my house, do not leave anything laying on the bed you intend to wear, esp. if it is black, because he will lay on it and he sheds.... a lot!
The dogs: Oh the dogs.... I have my favorite times with each of them and their personalities are all so different! First we have Tucker, the beast. This is David's child...a beautiful, abnormally large yellow lab who is strong as an ox and sweet as can be but NEVER stops moving! He always wants to play, is obsessed with a ball and would give all the milkbones in the world just to stare at the cat for hours (Casper is not a huge fan of Tuckers and growls at him for all the hours Tucker stares at him.) Normally Tucker is so hyper I cant really hug on him or love on him with out being knocked over or bruised. He has no idea just how strong he is and just wants to play. My favorite time of the day with him is first thing in the morning. I get up first, let Macy out and get Rocko out of his crate. This is the time of day when Tucker stretches and still in his sleepy mode just wants hugs and kisses. Every morning I go out on the porch and steal a few minutes of sweet kisses and fuzzy affection from Tucker. There is no jumping, no playing, just snuggle time and tail wagging. For those brief moments in the morning, Tucker and I bond.
Next there is Rocko, a 1 year old mutt that David got from a walmart parking lot out of the back of a truck. He is our little Mexican and we swear is a little "slow" but is a total Momma's Boy who keeps us laughing non stop. He is shy around people he doesn't know so don't expect him to greet you. You can pretty much count on him hiding behind me or David. He uses his arms as though he were a person, LOVES affection, and likes to sit on your feet and look up you and lean back....for which he almost always falls over backwards. Since I am the first to get home from work for the day, I let the boys out of their gated kennel area and Tucker generally will go tearing off into running laps around the back yard and Rocko will wrap his front paws around your waist and give you a hug. He would do this all day long if you let him. This is the reason why I do so much laundry.... i forever have paw prints on my clothes and don't care! He loves to chase the laser pointer, take whatever toy Tucker or Macy has, LOVES to wrestle with his siblings and looks at you with an expression of "duuhhhh". God I love that dog!
Finally there is Macy, my sweet golden retriever whom I have had for almost 6 years. The first love of my life. She is just a lover and wants to be scratched all the time and will nudge you with her cold little nose for you to just lay your hand on her head. When I get home from work, she is barricaded in the kitchen with a baby gate and is usually doing her clydes dale dance of excitement crying the entire time and smiling....yes, she smiles. She grabs her toy to let you know she is happy to see you and gets so excited her eyes close with her huge smile and lays on the floor for a belly rub. Once we have a little talk about how her day was we head outside to get the boys....for which she can't wait. As soon as I open that back door she barrels towards them to say hello and anxiously awaits my arrival to let them out and goes off running with Tucker around the yard. She loves her stuffed animals, wrestling with the boys, and doesn't know a stranger. She thinks everyone is a friend and can melt your heart with those ears perked up and look on intrigue on her face. The best part, she ADORES David. While she will always be my child, she sleeps with David when I am not there and generally just worships him....much like her momma!
Those are my favorite moments of the day with my kids. I love them all for the little individuals that they are and for how much the enhance our lives. If it was up to me, we would have more animals but sadly, David has put his foot down.... and that is OK. Welcome to the snap shot of my daily life.
Cheers
The Fish: There are probably 30 gold fish in the pond. I can't tell them apart (except for the babies) so I don't pay too much attention to them. There are 3 Koi in the pond. The first is Bubba, David had him when we met and the thing just keeps growing. Probably because his fat ass goes bat shit crazy anytime you toss the food into the pond and tackles all the goldfish to eat it all. Next are the 2 that David and I picked out together. Their names are Booger and Pickle. Why are they named that? Because I have always wanted to name a pet Mr. Pickle and David figured this way I could get it out of my system. They are growing like weeds and well...they are fish... no real personalities there....
The Cat: Casper, a 6 year old Main Coon Cat who is declawed and neutered and weighs like 15 pounds. He is a BIG cat and has BIG poop. David and I adopted him a few months ago. Not having ever had a cat I did not know what to expect. At first the cat HATED me because I wanted to hold him and snuggle with him. Apparently cats do not like this. He loves men and is forever seated next to David on the couch. Over time is growing to love me. He wakes me up in the morning by kneading on me and when i do not pet him he will "nibble" on me. I have also woken up numerous times to him chewing on my hair which is just odd. He tries to climb in the shower with you, begs at the dinner table by crying and putting his paws on the table, lives to torment the dogs, sleeps on his back with one arm behind his ear (like he is holding a phone), has the tip of his tongue sticking out most of the time and likes to lay on plastic bags..... But he greets you when you get home and follows me around in the morning and I just love him! The mornings are my favorite time with him as he is so snugly and lovable..except for the whole chewing on my hair thing...If you ever stay at my house, do not leave anything laying on the bed you intend to wear, esp. if it is black, because he will lay on it and he sheds.... a lot!
The dogs: Oh the dogs.... I have my favorite times with each of them and their personalities are all so different! First we have Tucker, the beast. This is David's child...a beautiful, abnormally large yellow lab who is strong as an ox and sweet as can be but NEVER stops moving! He always wants to play, is obsessed with a ball and would give all the milkbones in the world just to stare at the cat for hours (Casper is not a huge fan of Tuckers and growls at him for all the hours Tucker stares at him.) Normally Tucker is so hyper I cant really hug on him or love on him with out being knocked over or bruised. He has no idea just how strong he is and just wants to play. My favorite time of the day with him is first thing in the morning. I get up first, let Macy out and get Rocko out of his crate. This is the time of day when Tucker stretches and still in his sleepy mode just wants hugs and kisses. Every morning I go out on the porch and steal a few minutes of sweet kisses and fuzzy affection from Tucker. There is no jumping, no playing, just snuggle time and tail wagging. For those brief moments in the morning, Tucker and I bond.
Next there is Rocko, a 1 year old mutt that David got from a walmart parking lot out of the back of a truck. He is our little Mexican and we swear is a little "slow" but is a total Momma's Boy who keeps us laughing non stop. He is shy around people he doesn't know so don't expect him to greet you. You can pretty much count on him hiding behind me or David. He uses his arms as though he were a person, LOVES affection, and likes to sit on your feet and look up you and lean back....for which he almost always falls over backwards. Since I am the first to get home from work for the day, I let the boys out of their gated kennel area and Tucker generally will go tearing off into running laps around the back yard and Rocko will wrap his front paws around your waist and give you a hug. He would do this all day long if you let him. This is the reason why I do so much laundry.... i forever have paw prints on my clothes and don't care! He loves to chase the laser pointer, take whatever toy Tucker or Macy has, LOVES to wrestle with his siblings and looks at you with an expression of "duuhhhh". God I love that dog!
Finally there is Macy, my sweet golden retriever whom I have had for almost 6 years. The first love of my life. She is just a lover and wants to be scratched all the time and will nudge you with her cold little nose for you to just lay your hand on her head. When I get home from work, she is barricaded in the kitchen with a baby gate and is usually doing her clydes dale dance of excitement crying the entire time and smiling....yes, she smiles. She grabs her toy to let you know she is happy to see you and gets so excited her eyes close with her huge smile and lays on the floor for a belly rub. Once we have a little talk about how her day was we head outside to get the boys....for which she can't wait. As soon as I open that back door she barrels towards them to say hello and anxiously awaits my arrival to let them out and goes off running with Tucker around the yard. She loves her stuffed animals, wrestling with the boys, and doesn't know a stranger. She thinks everyone is a friend and can melt your heart with those ears perked up and look on intrigue on her face. The best part, she ADORES David. While she will always be my child, she sleeps with David when I am not there and generally just worships him....much like her momma!
Those are my favorite moments of the day with my kids. I love them all for the little individuals that they are and for how much the enhance our lives. If it was up to me, we would have more animals but sadly, David has put his foot down.... and that is OK. Welcome to the snap shot of my daily life.
Cheers
2 comments:
you guys are so freakin cute
oh and how the hell did you end up with a zoo and I have zero fuzzy children now????
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