Both Moxy and Silvio were adopted from the shelter in the month of June, so this post is for them. Moxy came on the scene just a few weeks before I started this blog. My
first post about her was only my second blog entry here. I also posted a photo of
her first (and only) bath. Moxy was a darned cute kitten.
Silvio
joined the family almost exactly a year ago. (Yes, I had a major camera upgrade between these two pictures, and it shows!) Don't let those big, innocent eyes fool you. He is Trouble with a capital T. He gets shot by "Winona", the disciplinary squirt gun, a lot.
I was saddened by an article in the local newspaper about the
record numbers of euthanizations of unwanted pets in the Atlanta area brought on by the foreclosure crisis. All the shelters are maxed out. That really sucks. I wish landlords were more accepting of pets. If you think about it, pets are far less likely to damage property than children. They might poop or puke in an inconvenient spot now and then (as will children), but pets won't write on the walls with permanent markers or play with matches. I'm just sayin'... It is a terrible thing that families lose their homes and then have to give up their pets as well. Especially when it is highly likely that those older pets will never find another home and will end up being put down. Very sad.
Fermicat would like to announce that she's traded her three cats in for a new pet. Although she loses fifty IQ points every time she looks at his sweater, she thinks he's just the cutest little thing she's ever seen. The lolling tongue, the reek of dirt and old sweat caught in all of those skin folds, the underbite, the bow legs, the constant slobbering, the leg humping... what's not to love?
