So I just met my big. loud. licky. sister Bessie. My Margret said that being loud and licking is how she says hi. My Greg helped us to get to know each other. It went fine and I did purr but after My Margret put me back in the kitten palace I gave her a look and dried off my fur that my big sister got wet. Sigh… ~ Graham Kitty
This morning Bea and Graham met nose to nose. I wasn’t able to get the close up pics because my two hands were busy holding a kitten and petting a golden retriever. After the introduction at the kitten palace gate and the “getting to know you time” in the dining room we moved into the living room. Graham was purring on my lap while Bea was laying at my feet. Both were relaxed and happy. I couldn’t have asked for a better result. When the opportunity arises we will introduce Graham to Bessie. 😊 ~ My Margret
Hey Bea!!! I’ve got an idea, let’s roughhouse, I’ll pretend to pin you and we’ll get Bessie to bark really loudly about it. It’ll be great!!!! ~ Scruffy Pup
If I lean just a little more to the left, and close one eye I can see our new brother kitties through the slightly opened door. Sigh… I wish our My Greg would open it more so I could see them better! ~ Scruffy Pup
Lest things appear to be too perfect thought it was time to give a peek behind the scenes. Bea is our Covid/retirement pup and she doesn’t handle change well plus she’s on a maintenance med for a chonic health issue that contributes to anxiety. Unknowingly we gave her a perfect storm. We were on vacation for 9 days and she and Bessie were well cared for, played with and loved on by a close friend of ours and her two boys. Bea has known them for most of her life and loves them. So the storm started when we came home and as much as our Velcro pup loves us she missed seeing Megan and the boys. Then 5 days after we came home from vacation, family arrived for a family reunion. More fun and excitement, then that same night family arrived, two new four footed family members started living in the front room. Bea desperately wants to play with her new brothers but they are tiny and we are giving everyone time to get used to each other. To do that successfully takes longer than one would think. The day we came home from vacation Bea and Scruffy realized there are moles under their pup pen and have spent a lot of time digging holes to try and find them. All of that combined took Bea’s appetite away this week. She would eat treats but one cannot only eat treats as fun as that sounds. Finally after much trial and error, time, stress reduction and making a party out of mealtime Bea’s appetite started to come back yesterday. This morning’s breakfast was eaten with almost her usual enthusiasm. The kittens are doing great and getting used to their kitty palace (front room) the barking dogs no longer seem to bother them and the barking dogs aren’t barking at them as much. Bea and Scruffy have slowed down the mole surveillance and there are plenty of love and cuddles for all 5 of our furry family members. Things are finally getting back to “normal/new normal”. Boy it’s been a week though! 🙄😂
We’re almost to the top! Come on Graham you can do it~ Gus Gus Kitty Gus would you look at that! ~ Graham Kitty Never underestimate the determination of eight week old kittens!
We are excited to get to know our kitty brothers. They aren’t quite as excited but My Margret says its going to take time because they’ve never met dogs before much less barky big ones. And let’s face it when you are 7 week old kittens everyone is bigger than you! ~ Bea and Scruffy Pups
A Terrier’s work is never done. Whether it’s digging holes, (that one last night was pretty impressive if I say so myself!) Keeping watch over the new family members in the front room, and that new thing laying on the floor that My Margret says is a toy carrot. I’m not sure what that is but it didn’t move when I barked and barked and barked at it. And lastly encouraging my sisters to bark “Getting to know you, hey let’s play! greetings” at the kittens. For some reason they don’t seem to like that. Well never fear I’ll keep trying! ~ Scruffy Pup
I'm Dalton, a Rat terrier mix and I came here in Sept, 2017, I was rescued from Hurricane Harvey. My birthday is 8-20-2016. My Gotcha Day is 8-27-2017. And I am Benji, a terrier mix of unknown origin. MY Birthday is June 6, 2018, and my Gotcha Day is Dec 28, 2018. I also was a rescue from a different part of Texas. We also have Angel MrJackFreckles, (2-5-2018); and also we have Angel Minko, (6-18-2017); and Angel Pipo, (11-3-2020);There are also Angels Groucho, Simba, Suki, & Toki. We meezers used to be known as WeBeesSiameezers. We'e all from Michigan, Dalton and Benji both came here from Texas, as rescues..