And Now We Are 4...

Shane and I joke that if looks could kill, our cat, Cali, would have slaughtered us a million times over. She’s got the stone cold killer look down. So it comes as a major surprise when we realize she just became part of the family. We’ll be the first to tell you that we just tolerated her because we gave her a home and it was an obligation to give her a good life, but she was miserable and so were we. We just didn’t fit together. Boomer and she, however, are best buds. Boomer won’t eat unless she’s eating with him (did I mention she eats dog food and only from Boomer’s bowl?), they chase each other around the house, and they sleep together. So why has she become part of the family? Boomer is MY dog! I love the little guy and couldn’t imagine not having him around anymore. And now, Boomer is starving himself, lies on the floor pouting, and sniffs every inch of the house looking for his pal, he doesn’t even care that he gets more attention when she is gone. So I guess she can stay… (even though she was going to all along) She comes home today and I can only imagine how they react when they see each other again. For them I’m sure it’s felt like more than a day and animals just get so excited that I’ll have to be careful that she doesn’t open up her cuts.