The Fur Family

The kids:

First, and foremost, is Amber--she's my soul soother.  She's been with us for almost 8 years and she's been the absolute best dog anybody could ask for.  Unless you're asking for an a-hole dog.  Which, really?  

Amber likes to make herself look weird--here she forces her head between my crossed legs.

This is her "unimpressed" face

Next is Smudge.  She's the cat we didn't really need, but Mister thought she looked "so cool" because he saw her at the local pet store and notice she was missing the tip of her ear--"she's a scrapper!"  So we brought her home.  Thanks to a magical mystery allergy shot Mister got he can be around her and not have a coughing/sneezing/wheezing fit.  Alacazam!

*We later found out that female cats in shelters get the tips of one of their ears snipped off when they're spayed because it's hard to tell otherwise.  She's not really a scrapper.

This is her "unimpressed" face
(I think she and Amber practice these on each other while I'm at work)

Following the arrival of Smudge in late June, we searched for another playmate for Amber.  Smudge isn't really into playing with others, you see.  Or so we thought.

Here Smudge "plays" with Lily

So Lily found us.  We searched high (Kalispell) and low (Billings) for another Golden Retriever.  Lily hales from Forsyth.  I think she'll like it here better.

This is Lily.  She's a precious monster.

She's a great cuddler.  A precious cuddler.

Amber had reservations about the new addition.  Lily doesn't know what reservations are.

"You want me to play with her!?"  *Amber's unimpressed again

Lily attempts to mimic Amber in the hopes Amber will like her.
Amber doesn't notice since she's sleeping.

When that fails, she sleeps on my shoes.  Isn't that precious!?

So I must prance through the house (as prancing is the only way to traverse the house) in my bare feet.
We must not disturb the sleeping monster.