The Fur-Babies

So we have actually been through adoption 4 times already.  But it is a little bit different when it is an animal you're adopting, not a baby!

Now presenting, the brothers and sister of our future (human) child!

Chance.  The one and only.  Twenty pounds of cool.  Rescued by my sister's friend when he was a kitten, so underfed that he walked funny.  He is no longer underfed.  (Understatement of the year!)

Cat napping.  Get it?

Rocky.  Also known as the Gray Blur.  He is the sweetest cat, and loves attention, but only from Matt and I.  Most people only see him darting up the stairs to hide, hence his nickname.  He is obsessed with water and would love to own a fountain.

Rocky

Seamus.  Guard dog and too smart for his own good sometimes.  He's a simple dog, just needs a stick or a ball to have a good time.

Who, me?

Skylar.  Gentle girl.  She is the epitome of a golden retriever: loyal, sweet, well-mannered.  She loves to be with her humans..  She had a litter of puppies before we got her, and definitely has the motherly characteristics (just ask our cats).  Poor girl was 30 lbs underweight and had heartworms when we got her, but now, she's perfect!

It's tough being a dog.

 Our pets have taught us so much, including needing to find babysitters (for the dogs at least).  We've certainly learned patience, responsibility, and they joy from the unwavering love they give.  We're big animal people, although we don't plan to add to that brood any time soon!

"You're supposed to dress up kids for Halloween, not dogs!"

At a parade, doing great with the crowds and loud noises