September 7, 2006

Finding a pet...


This is Betty Boop...the sweetest little Boston Terrier ever. Of course I would say that because she is my granddog. She is a sleepy girl in this picture but loves to pose when the camera comes out. It is time for us to find a pet. Of course, I want a Boston but my hubby says we can only get a cat(s). (I bet if he came home one day and found a Boston and a cat he would be thrilled). So the search is on for a cat. There are hundreds, maybe thousands to adopt from all sorts of agencies here in northern Virginia. You have to fill out a form and wait for them to approve you. As most of my family and friends know, a cat has a life of a prince or princess when we adopt them. Our home becomes their home and the cat allows us to stay there as it's servants which we lovingly do.

1 comment:

Rose said...

I can tell you know cats well! We have been catfree for over a year now. I keep thinking one is going to find us, but so far it hasn't happened. I lost my last one over a year ago--he was 17 years old. But he still sort of haunts us--my husband and I will both feel him jump in bed with us and will scoot over to make room for him before we realize it wasn't him, but merely his ghost.