But today it isn't me being highlighted, it's my tiny son Fred. He's the guest today on the Conscious Cat Blog.
In case you want to read about him, you can find him at the Conscious Cat.Here's the picture that didn't make it into the piece. (Fred spilling out of his bed. Gotta love it!)
I'm glad I'm not the only one who refers to my animals as my kids. Makes me think I'm not totally crazy.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely not crazy. My cat and dog are my kids. My daughter has already warned me that her kids (a bassett and a Chihuahua)may be the only grankids (grandogs) I get from her. I feel so responsible for them and want them to have the best life possible-in fact I think it is my moral responsibility to do so! We are supposed to be the most intelligent creatures (I have my doubts at times) and we need to look out for these little ones. Their existence is entirely because of us!
ReplyDeleteI love Fred's life.
ReplyDeleteMy boy Panzer is so jealous of Fred's life, he left a comment over at consciouscat.
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