They'll ask for more, I know it....

[jaiden_z]

Oh sweet Taz, 4 yr old male tabby cat, we took you in when we found some naughty boys teasing you. You were just a baby. Then we moved into our new home and you started peeing everywhere. Ugh. Fine, you can play outside. No more peeing. You got into a big scuffle with another animal and we had to pay big bucks to get you patched up, fixed and tagged. Guess what? No more outside. Everyone said once you were fixed, you wouldn't care about roaming outside anymore. They were wrong, you are at the door everytime someone comes or goes. Staring out the windows longing for the good ole days.... that was 2 yrs ago.

Loki (1 yr old male tabby), you are a trouble maker. Daddy heard that Mommy's best friend had a litter of kittens, and SURE! We'll take one. You had your bouts of peeing on things, clawing up furniture, chasing Taz around, hissing at The Boy.. who DARES to play "Crocodile Hunter" with you. *Crikey!! There's a big one!* You still follow me around like the day you arrived.

Petey and Sunflower (green and yellow parakeets), I am amazed how long you have survived. One request, when I am trying to read in bed at night, could you not squawk so loud?