Remember me? I was the dog CeeCee blogged about 10 short days ago; and what a difference 10 days can make! I have a name now---it's Roo. Betcha can't guess where my new family came up with that idea? I have a collar and a tag, too. I haven't been to the vet to make sure I don't have any more puppies yet. My vet, Glen, says I need to gain some weight first and settle in at home. That'll be cool. Puppies are nice and everything, but they need a lot of attention and then they take them away from me. There are too many puppies on the planet already. I'm ready to retire. Come along and see my new digs.
This is my big brother, Bounce. He's an old man, but I guess he would bounce straight up in the air as a puppy, thus the name. He doesn't bounce so much anymore, but he welcomed me into the family with barely a sniff. He just got his summer cut, so we're more alike than ever.
This is another kitty brother. My family teases him and accuses him of being half rabbit. He's a tortiseshell guy with no tail. I think the lack of a tail makes him sit like he does, but he sits just like the jackrabbits that hang out in the front yard. I really don't care what he looks like. He's seriously thinking about playing with me and that would be great!
This kitty reminds me of CeeCee's kitty, Lucky. Kinda "biggish". Ssshhh, don't tell. I think he's big enough to eat me.
This is my new toy. Bounce can't have it. A girl's got to draw the line somewhere. I do get something that the other furr family doesn't get---I get to sleep with the 15 year old daughter. Once the family discovered that I only potty outside, I got the run of the house and get to snuggle every night before sleeping. Who would have guessed how good a home I'd end up in? It pays to be sweet and pick the right person to bark at when you're in trouble.