Fur Babies

As if  I don't have enough people living in this mad house we call a home, we also have 2 kittens, 1 cat, 1 dog and a turtle. I think a few of the fur babies are a bit confused on their roles though. Lets start with the cat. His name is Butthead and he belongs to Elora. Or she belongs to him, I'm not really sure how that works. He's mostly an outside cat and pretty much only graces us with his presence when he wants inside to eat and occasionally to allow one of us mere humans to pet him.

The turtle, we've had for about a year now. I think the kids named him Rocky but he's pretty much just known as the water puppy. He follows everybody back and forth is his aquarium and begs for food like a puppy.

The dog is Viper and he belongs to the Boyfriend. He's fluffy and cute and so damn needy! A lot like the Boyfriend actually. I guess it's true that when you've had a pet for a long time, you start to share some of the same personality traits. Shh don't tell on me.

Then there are the kittens. My 18 year old had been begging me for a cat because when she moved back in with me after giving it a try with her bio mom for a bit, she wasn't allowed to bring the cat she had gotten with her. I finally gave in and said we'd get one as her graduation present. A friend of mine had rescued two tiny little kittens that had been abandoned at their work but with all the other pets they had, they couldn't keep them. They were so little that they shouldn't have even been away from their mother yet. Separating them was most definitely out of the question. So without much thought, we took them both home. It was decided that one was mine and one was her's. The tabby was supposed to be mine and the lighter one was her's. We spent hours coming up with duo names and finally decided on Pebbles and Bam Bam. She agreed to help feed them and clean up after them, blah, blah, blah... You know how it goes. In reality though who ended up hand feeding them their kitten formula every three to four hours and giving them constant baths since they were too little to use the litter box yet? Me. To be fair, she did help a bit but it did seem to get old fairly quickly for her.

Now remember how I said that the tabby, Pebbles was mine and Bam Bam was her's? Somehow that changed. Bam Bam seemed to pick me. I think he's a bit brain damaged though cause he also picked the Boyfriend as his. And he doesn't even like cats. He's more of a dog person. But it works because Bam Bam seems to think he's a dog anyways. While Pebbles hisses at and tries to kick Viper's furry little butt, Bam Bam cuddles with him and they play together. And he's almost always glued to my side. He walks through the house crying if he can't find me. I'm pretty sure he would bark if he could. Not only does he seem to believe that he's a dog, he considers himself my guard dog. He insists on escorting me everywhere in the house, including the bathroom. And Heaven forbid I try to shower without him. He will wait right outside the bathroom door until I come out. If he's in the bathroom with me when I shower, he sits on the back of the toilet and cries unless I open the shower door just enough for him to check on me. And the best part, he even responds when I call him puppy. He gladly comes running.