Ok, so some belong to my parents and one to my son, but they're still my babies! My daughter in law and I went up to visit my parents, oldest son, and brother for a while today and we got some pics of all the fuzzy babies.
The first 4 cats are all 6 years old. Loki, Samson, and Cyrus are litter mates, and WildCat was raised with them. He was found under their house as a tiny baby with his eyes barely opened. The other 3 boys' mom nursed him with her litter.
This is Loki. He's my mom's baby and lives up to his name!
Cyrus. He's actually my cat, but I didn't want to force him to move around with us whenever hubby gets transferred, so he stays in the only home he's ever known with my parents and I visit him as often as I'm able.
WildCat. The first cat that's ever owned my 73 year old dad. This cat is so spoiled that he has a light turned on for him to use the litter box!
Samson is my brothers cat and is one of the smartest cats I've ever known. He's learned to literally say my brothers name "Ralph" and yells for him whenever he's in trouble!
This is Grace, who I introduced to all of you a couple days ago. She's my oldest son's chocolate blue-nose american pit bull terrier. She's calmed down now, and is so amazingly sweet and so curious about everything!
Rascal is my mom's elderly shepard mix. She's about 16 years old and we're all worried we may lose her soon. She's had a long and happy life, but her health is failing now.
Brat is my daughter in law's BIG girl. She's pregnent with a litter right now
We had been told she was spayed by the people we got her from, and we've found out the hard way that they lied to us. Her babies will all go to great homes, and she'll be spayed as soon as the babies are weaned.
This is Spaz. He adopted us by showing up at the door and never leaving. We think Brat brought him home when she got out.
