Rohnan is 3. I’ll be posting his best buddy tomorrow!


Uma is nine weeks old. I squealed so high that it was ultrasonic when I saw her. Her mom couldn’t hear it, but she could.
Okay, check this: not only do we have two birthday pups in a row, but Figaro is twelve years old! He sure doesn’t look it, does he? And he definitely doesn’t act it either.
Chester and Fitzie are brothers, and they’re both 11 months old, so still technically kittens. And yet somehow they are totally calm and cheerful and okay with hanging out outside and saying hi to folks. I hear there’s some leash training going on too, but I’m not sure how it’s going so far.
Voltaire’s folks decided they loved the name, and it’s not like there’re a whole lot of people named Voltaire out there, male or female. So let’s hear it for this fifteen-year-old pup!
My brain has definitely not been behaving itself for the past couple weeks. Very strange time. Very strange brain, too… but you knew that, if you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time.