It's FINALLY happened, the one thing I have dreaded for years....

You're right! It has been stressed so often in movies and sit coms that people that have a lot of cats are crazy and "old maids". I would love to have a place that I can take in cats and dogs that need homes, rather than see them being dumped. I keep hoping to win the lotto so I can buy acreage and be able to fullfill my dream. It breaks my heart to see people who need to place their companions in new homes because maybe they can't take care of them anymore or that they're moving and can't take the pet with them. I could write a book on the number of times I have cried for an owner giving up their companion for various reasons. I adore all eight of my furry buddies (four cats and four dogs) and wouldn't give them up for anything. I have so much fun with them, and they give me a reason to get out of bed in the morning!

Yes I adore all 12 of my buddies... (5 dogs, 7 cats)

BTW--I bet many of our cats would make better "partners" or spouses than the human ones we hook up with

I wonder if he gets a tax write off for his "spouse"! I will admit that the furry companions that I have had would make much better spouses than the human ones I've met. I married in 1972 and divorced the man in 1975. He was a total a$$! I have stories that would have you rolling on the floor about my life with the twit! Like the time he and I were going to the store on his Honda motorcycle. I did the driving because he fell over more than he rode the thing. We were driving down the street when a van made a u turn in front of me. I hit the brakes and nothing happened! Fortunately I wasn't going too fast because we ended up rear ending the van. I went head frist into the back of the van and it was compounded by my ex landing on my back. I killed the motor and we got off the bike...it was only then that my ex informed me that there weren't ANY brakes on the bike!!! The driver came back to see if we were hurt, and at that point my head was pounding along with my being extremely pissed. My ex, looking inocent looked at the man and said "I'm fine, so is she!" At that point I ripped off my helmet and started to soundly beat the crap out of my ex!!! The driver of the van had to restrain me to keep me from killing the twit. I remember the driver of the van whispering in my ear "He ain't worth killing!" After we checked and made sure that there wasn't any damage to the vehicles, I threw my helmet at my ex and asked the driver of the van if he would drive me home. If the twit had been an animal, he would have been one of the ground squirrels that play chicken on the road I drive to get to town! He hasn't enough brains to get out of his own way! Bill on the other hand is a true keeper! I ran out of pain meds and through the horrible storms he came down to give me some of his pain medications to tide me over until we could get to town. Then yesterday, in the snow, he drove us to town just so that I could pick up my medications. He is always right there to help me out whether it is with finances, home repairs, health issues or anything else you can think of. I am so crazy about him...and make sure that he knows it each and every day! He is one of a kind and one that I doubt I could ever replace.

Of course they are invited! I expect them to be part of the wedding party. Of course I would love to have you as the Maid of Honor! Then Murphy, Monica, Abby, and Harpo would be brides maids along with your puppies being maids of honor. I would assume that Willy would want Bill as the best man and gurmpy Little Bit, Khuay and Ding Ding would be groom's men. I don't know about C.D. though, he is a bit hyper to be the ring bearer...we would probably have to wait for the rings to pass as he would very likely swallow them before we even got to the altar! You should have been with us yesterday! I got my prescription and took one right away. We went from Wal Mart to Subway...big mistake! I ordered our sandwich and the fun began. You know the sound that comes from a mustard or ketsup bottle when there isn't enough stuff to come out? It does that plutt sound...I immediately made the remark "Gee it sounds like a wet fart!" The guy making our sandwich was a trainee, and his trainer was trying so hard not to laugh, it went on from there. Even Bill tried not to be seen too close to me! Every time I get a new med or run out of my pain pills and have to go without for a few days the insanity begins! It allows that silly side of me out that has been submerged by the pain. I am doing a lot of thinking this morning about the pain and my life. No, I'm not planning anything stupid, but I am realizing that I am allowing the pain to rule my life and I'm not going to take it anymore. But that is another post. I will be sending a package your way Tuesday. I am including the roll on stuff I mentioned to you a few weeks ago. It's an interesting medicine as it does quiet the nerve endings that cause so much of the pain. As I said in the post, you don't want to put it anywhere where you might sweat a lot, like the inside of the elbow area on your arm, your arm pits (it would totally give new meaning to doing the "flap"!) etc. But it might help out your husband. Here's hoping!

I have to stop reading your posts with food or drinks in my mouth, I almost spit out my cookie... As for Penny and Ciara being a part of the wedding party, they better straighten up and quit getting in everyones face just because they want attention... Oh yeah, I can imagine poor Bill thinking, "I don't know her" hehehe..The boldness we get when under the influence can be disturbing to say the least..lol I'm looking forward to your package, it would be interesting to see if this works for him..Thank you.. ♥ ♥ ♥

Loverbear so many of your posts bring me the kind of laughter that I do not get often enough. I do funny things when I take even half of a percocet. I see people talking with a thought bubble above their heads. Carmelanirel, let me guess, that cream contains capsaicin. Very effective for pain.

I agree with you totally! I believe that people that were really close to you in one of your lives (including the present) will elect to come back to watch over you in animal form. I know it goes against the teachings of Christianity, but there are too many times that I have had furry companions that heve shown tendencies that were very close to that of people that I have known. With Willy I keep getting the feeling that if I kiss him he would turn into someone that I adored preveiously! I just wish that I could crawl into his furry mind and find out who he really is! But in the mean time I am enjoying the total love and care that he is giving me.