Ashley's mom??

What would you do if you found your rescued kitty's mother? It looks like I have found her! I am not sure what happened yesterday but for some reason, I decided to go on Petfinder.com's site and look at cats. I am usually on there to look at horses but have not been on in months.

Much to my surprise, on the first page popped this picture:

 now take a look at: 









Yes, that is Ashley on the right when she was a little younger. Ginny is in Baton Rouge (where Ashley is from), had kittens but had to be picked up because the owner could not care for her due to surgery. It literally fits the timeline. Ginny is at a cat rescue called Cat Haven and I have e-mailed them for additional information on her. I know we cannot possibly add any more animals to our clan but I am determined to find this girl a home.

Sooooo, please click on http://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/16821542 or go to http://www.cathaven.org/ to give Miss Ginny a home - she deserves it after all she has been through! 

Mini, the blogging cat

Mini, mini, mini. I am trying to keep up but she keeps on trying to walk on the keyboard. She is in one of her "love me" moods and is giving me sweet eyes as we speak. Makes it kind of hard to concentrate.

It is quiet today. The boy is with his father for the week so my husband and I have empty nest syndrome. I think I do more than he does. We spent the week before Christmas off as a family and while I was sick, I at least was with them and loved every minute of it. I wish we did not have to work so we could do this all the time. I don't mean we would be incredibly rich, just that we had the means so we could both be stay at home parents.

Anyway, this was Ashley's first Christmas. So far she has only broken one nutcracker and no ornaments. Which is incredible considering she loves to climb in the tree. I know, I need to get updated pictures of the crew but today is the first day in 8 days that I have felt descent.

This was a great Christmas, the boy got everything on his list...which was not very long - he told me he pretty much has everything he wants. Pretty good for an 11 year old! He and I were able to surprise my hubby with sets of Uncirculated and Proofs from his birth year. It was really fun. My inlaws were apalled at the amount spent on my son - they wanted to spend more! I had purchased their gifts from Best Buy because I had a coupon that would allow me to get a gift card based on the amount I spent. So they decided to add the rest in cash. Too funny! They make my heart warm.

Christmas at my mom's was nice. I got to see my cousin's beautiful baby - she and I are the only ones who have had children and so it has been 10 years without a baby for Christmas. It was great. She is 10 months old and was enthralled with my son. He did not know what to do so he made faces at her which she loved! I did have a couple of moments where I thought about the two that I lost. I could not help but think that my sweet cousin's baby should have a year old to play with and we should have another infant around. I wished my two angels Merry Christmas - I kind of feel like they are with me when I see my cousin's little one.

Anyway, hug your little ones, big ones, and, of course, your imaginary horse!

All is want for Christmas...is not to sneeze!

Vacation started a day early due to a really bad cold. I hate this! Not much fun stuff to say today - just that Ashley, queen of all there is, was my sweet sofa buddy...as long as I just pet her and did not try to cuddle with her.

The rest of the animals all came to visit me as well. Nothing like waking up to a wet nose and dog breath. I love these silly, crazy animals!

Lazy Sunday morning

The animals have been behaving! Wish I could say as much for the humans. The new TV is causing much discord because it is, well, awesome. My son finally has what he calls adequate TV time so he can watch videos on it from the internet (I know, we have a bazzilion computers in this household but he MUST see it on the TV). Did you know that there are not a lot of 3D videos out yet? I was so bummed out to find that out - that is what we get for being early adopters.

Did manage to start the dishwasher that was not run last night before I started shifting through coins. I LOVE looking at coins - we are amateur collections and when I say amateur, most of what we have is not worth much to anyone but us. I just love putting together our collections.

So I am being lazy, not doing much except looking at coins, petting each animal as they come to check me out and hanging with the kid for a few moments at a time. His choice, not mine.

So, hug your imaginary horse today!

Help! The crickets are loose! And the finger sandwiches are kidnapped!

Yes, the animals rule the house. Last night, Ashley, queen of all there is, decided to knock down the cricket cage after I had just added 25 crickets to it (crickets are what Geico the Gecko eats). My husband found the mess - a few dead crickets but most of them were missing. Funny thing, the cats were not that hungry at dinner...

On another note, at some point in the middle of the night, Endy decided to counter surf and ate all the finger sandwiches left over from the Cub Scout Christmas party - about 1/2 a tray.

I give up - the animals rule. I am only afraid of what will happen when Mini and Maggie let loose.

PS Hug your imaginary horse today!

Endy, the doorstop (and the reason we have a new TV)

The story of Endy, our Golden Retriever and big dumb dog. He is just the most lovable dog ever, if we were ever to get robbed, he would lick the robber to death. We got Endy nearly 8 years ago, my son was 3. We went to pick out a puppy from some wonderful people and this particular little puppy would not stop following my son around. Really, he picked us, we did not pick him. He was named after the parade Endymion, which was the night he was born on. Endymion happens to be my favorite parade and only one of the two Mardi Gras balls I have ever attended.


Endy likes to be around his humans. He watches us (i.e. begs when we are eating), he picks up after us (i.e. counter surfing when mom turns her back), he has to sleep in the same room as us. Plus, he likes being in the middle of the excitement.

Yesterday, I was attending a wonderful baby shower when the incident happened. My son was skyping with his friend and they were having a pretend gun battle with their iPods (11 year olds are so into it these days). My husband decided to sneak attack them with his iPhone (yes, he has the same gun app) when Endy decided he had to stay in the middle and watch. My husband, did not see Endy, tripped over him and jammed his toe into the floor in order to try to stop himself from pitching headfirst into the flatscreen TV. The toe jam did not work (unless you like foot swollen and black and blue) and he did go headfirst into the TV. Did you know they can shatter? Yes, they can. Under all that soft stuff is glass and it does shatter. The TV did power up but with a very nice pattern that looks like a kaleidoscope. This was the phone call I got at the shower.

My husband was upset about the TV and I all I could think of what his head. Was it hurt? Was he bleeding? Did we need to call 911? No on all accounts - in fact he said his head did not hurt at all. Hmmm, so its official, my husband had a hard head. Endy sat through and watched the whole commotion. 

After convincing me he did not have a concussion, I allowed him to go buy a new TV on his own. He came back with a HUGE TV that is 3D capable! I decided he MUST have a concussion because he only came home with TWO sets of 3D glasses. My son and I voted, we get the glasses. What I am going to do with him? I always say I did not get married, I adopted. 

Endy is now watching my husband and driving him crazy. Since the incident, he will not leave his side (even though I keep reminding him he is MY dog) and keeps on accidentally stepping on the swollen foot. I love this dog, he keeps us all in line.

Will post pics of him when I get a chance. If you have a chance, hug your imaginary horse today!

The little things

Just looked at another blogger's post and holy cow, if some folks around here do not stop to appreciate the little things, they are damned to nothingness. And when I say the little things, I mean the little things outside of themselves. Little things I treasure:

•  my son still telling me I love @ age 11
•  my husband still acting like a juvenile teen age boy when I walk in the room
•  my old dug dog snoring in the middle of the night

More but I won't bore you with more but won't.

So the little things are important - why on earth do people fight over the Internet?? And excuse me, declare yourself. Don't troll and pretend to be anon...I really am trying to learn how to care for my imaginary horse.

Hug your imaginary horse! That is what I am doing right now :)

Hug your imaginary horse today

At lunch and I am hugging my imaginary horse. This is what I do when I feel stressed out and too much is piling up on me. Good news for someone I follow who has a real horse - I am sure she will hug three for me.