Am I getting close to ending up on one of those animal hoarder shows? Since Keith just informed that we are to get no more puppies or kittens, I can't help but fear that is my fate.
First, we (I) adopted Fang III at the end of June. He was this adorable, cuddly 8 week old kitten that I just couldn't say no to. Besides, Fang II disappeared in late April and we had to face that he was not coming back. He lived a full 17 years, and he only spent one of them with us, but I still miss him! Fang III, or his getting longer everyday full name, King Purry Fangston the Third, is now king of the garage, front porch and garden and getting braver everyday!
And I thought I was done collecting animals for the summer. But no! Then I meet a dozen puppies a couple of weeks ago and fell for one of them immediately. Bear stood out as the gentle giant of the gaggle of border collie/mini Australian shepherd mix puppies. I have spent the last two weeks convincing Keith that we desperately need an outside dog and we now have one! We brought Bear home this morning. He from farm dog stock and I hope that we can keep him busy enough to be happy here!
BJ is amazingly being wonderful (so far!) , while Fang is a little trepidatious. As I say that they all are taking naps in various places on the front porch. It's adorable overload here! They are the cutest set of brothers anywhere!
There ya go! Just another addition to our little bucolic utopia
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