Pets

Pets are a wonderful thing - take mine for instance, (for those of you who have met them, you will understand exactly what I am talking about) they have developed amazing personalities in the few years they've been with me. I got my cat Indy in 1999; just a regular grey tabby cat, but what a character. She'll be lying in front of the heat register having a nap and then all of a sudden flip over 3 feet in the air and land staring at you with the most bizzare look on her little face, and you just know that if she could speak she'd say something like "what'd ya do THAT for?!" My border collie Willow came along in 2001 - she's so smart and SO full of energy, but such a 'mama's girl'...she follows me around from room to room afraid I'll disappear if she's not watching constantly. Six months later came my sandy colored shepherd Jazz - gorgeous dog, but not too equipped in the brains department. Put the three together and you have quite a handfull, but I wouldn't trade them for all the Tim's in Canada! They're growing up fast, but at least unlike children, they won't feel the need to move out and be on their own any time soon.