Friday, September 14, 2012

Animal Crackers

 
Meet Wayne and Garth, or actually, that's Garth on the left. Just when I thought we were close to being empty nesters. . .

And meet Bruno.


He doesn't always sit at the dining room table. He thought he was so clever.

After Molly and Mosby died, we swore we'd be dog-free for a while, maybe forever. I offered to dog-sit for a co-worker/friend, and when she ended up being in need, while her teenage son was ill, it seemed a good arrangement. Come to find out, the dog had gotten bigger than she'd planned on, and he was outgrowing their two-bedroom apartment. The son got better, but Bruno stayed with us. I think her son has finally forgiven his mother and me for our collusion.

The kitties, well, "they" were supposed to be "a" kitten, promised for my birthday. But when we went to the animal shelter, there were these brothers and we hadn't the heart to separate them. So Wayne and Garth came home too. I'll take credit for the names, but we were all coming up with various duos. Batman and Robin. Cheech and Chong. No-- I didn't want to have to explain the drug references, or encourage the 15-year old to watch those old movies to understand the characters. Wayne's World was juvenile enough for me, thank you very much. And somehow the kittens are growing into the characters.

My goal is to get a picture of the dog and the kitties together, but detante is still a distant dream. They do play together, but there's no snuggling yet. I have hopes.

3 comments:

Kathleen said...

I just love your new family members. They are all very cute.

Gail, in northern California said...

That isn't a dog. It's a horse. Don't know about the cats but Bruno will do everything in his power to show you each day that you made a wise decision.

Their lucky day when you came along to rescue all of them.

Kathy said...

Gail-- you're right. In that photo he was just seven-months old, and 70 pounds. He'll be a year old in a month. Needless to say, having him in my bed is like having another person in too, a fact I remind my husband of every time Bruno is invited up onto it.