My pack, my babies, my life

Let me tell you why Saturday morning is the best part of my week.  No, it's not because I don't have to work (though that is great).  No, it's not because I can sleep in (don't really do that anymore).  Saturday morning is the best day because that is my day with the pack.  My boyfriend "T" is at work, the dogs are allowed on the bed, and there is no alarm clock forcing me out of bed.  I can cuddle the heck out of all of them.....and in a full size bed, 3 dogs and a cat equals one big furry pile of love.

I mentioned in a previous post I would introduce my babies later.  Well, it's later.  So......I have the greatest pets in the world!  Seriously, I do!  They are adorable, smart, funny, intuitive, and did I mention adorable?  The pack include a cat, Duchess Num-Num (funny story attached to that), and 3 dogs, Jack-Jack Carter, Jill-Jill Bean, and  "step-dog" Max.

Duchess is an AMAZING cat!  She has a big personality, big blue eyes, the softest fur, and the prettiest markings. I adopted her from a cat rescue, Cactus Cats Rescue, as my Pryncess Fluffy-Butt was dying of kidney failure. I picked Duchess because she reminded me so much of Pryncess. Turns out, she is NOTHING like Pryncess.  Duchess is her own wonderful acat.  She is such a fighter!  Everything she is gone through with her outdoor adventure, boney paw, and tumor has made her even more amazing.  I could learn a lot on how to handle difficulties from her.  My pretty girl...my silly kitty

Jack is my soulpup.  There is no other way to describe it.  I had wanted a dog, but didn't have the time or energy to train a puppy.  Luckily, a family friend was looking for a home for Jack.  He is a rat terrier with the cutest spots and a stubby tail.  He was potty and crate trained, as well as a few tricks.  He and I didn't completely bond until I was alone and Pryncess was gone.  Once it happened, look out world!  It's me and Jack against the world.  Nothing can get us down!  I noticed how in tune he was to my feelings and moods.  He has been the greatest support system through all my troubles.  He is such a happy, smiley, loving, caring boy.I don't know what I would do without him!  I tell him all the time, he's not allowed to die until after me.  My handsome boy....my big boy...my old man

Jill is my baby.  She is very much a momma's girl!  I adopted Jill from a rescue, Little Rascals Rescue, because I though Jack needed a friend.  Jack suffers from separation anxiety.  I thought another dog would help.  I'm a bit OCD, so I wanted a female version of Jack in the looks department.  Jill is a ratcha - rat terrier Chihuahua mix - glossy black & white fur, long tail, big ears.  When I saw the picture of her, I knew I had to meet her.  When I met her and she rolled over for a belly rub, I knew I had to have her.  I originally adopted her for Jack, but she has done more for me than I expected.  She has taught me how to live.  She is a silly, quirky, funny girl.  My little girl....my baby

Max is technically T's dog, but I love him as my own.  This dog is crazy (in a very good way)!!  Max is so talkative.  I've never heard a dog speak the way he does.  When you play fetch, he dances while you wait to throw.  He loves toys, oh boy does he love toys.  He's like a toddler...has to have every toy out at all times.  Put them away, he immediately gets them back out, even if he's not playing with them.  Max is a cairn terrier (mix maybe?) with the prettiest strawberry blonde fur, the longest eyelashes, and the cutest ear curls. He is so energetic and full of life.  Max has taught me to not take everything so seriously and have fun!

The 4 of them together, all cuddled around me, is the greatest part of my week.  The love and joy I get from them is enough to help me through the toughest of days.  They are my pack, my babies, my life!!