Four legged miracles x 5

So this shall be a different blog from the others, they have been almost depressing as of late, But tonite when i got home from a movie, i was in higher spirits , and at first i wasnt so sure why.....but now I do.

I walked in the door and I am greeted by my children. No, not your regular children, but my 5 fur children. Barks, whines and meows all come to say hello in there own language, but i know what they say. Our youngest, our pup bambi almost seems to cry a hello while wagging his fluffy tail. Tinkerbell, the second oldest of all five jumps up at my legs, ive had her for almost 3 years now. I picked her out of a white litter of 4 when she was 2 weeks old. They marked her with purple nail polish on her toe. I went and saw her twice a week until i could take her home, our bond was created pretty much from her birth. I remember i was so scared to sleep that nite, i would watch her sleep, watch her chest rise and fall, and see the small wimpers she would have from scary dreams. thats when i would cuddle up with her, and stay awake until she stopped shaking. she was so small, maybe a pound, maybe not even, i was so afraid somone would step on her around the house, she was so clutsy and could barely walk. But she knew that where i went she had to to. Her little stubby legs would push as hard as they could to make sure i was within site. everyone couldnt believe how small she was, and I was proud to say she was all mine, i finally had a dog i been asking for ,for almost 6 years. Oh my little tinkerbell, i love her so much, she means the world to me, and always makes me smile, always makes me feel loved.

Even with tinkerbell we can't forget our little bambi, going into the pet store that day obviously sealed our fate. My room mate had been trying for years for a pomeranian, but it always seemed to elude her. but we kept positive and always said "well that one just wasnt meant to be yours" . when we walked into the animal store that day, i turned to her and said "dont come in" of course she didnt listen to me, when does she. still lieing there in his little crate all alone was this little fluff ball, who was afraid of everything around him. i told michelle not to hold him, she would get hooked, but the worker took him out and handed him right into her arms, naturally it was love at first hold. His price wasnt to bad either, but we just didnt have that kind of money, we were so sad to leave him by then. The worker i guess knew and we worked out one hell of a deal, by the end of that day, we walked out with a new little puppy. As for the scared part, yea that quickly melted away. The first months with bambi were much harder then i imagined them to be, we just moved back from calgary and we were both working hard and odd hours, it was comming to the point when the only time he saw us was for bathroom breaks and food, we stopped spending time with him. The house we lived in made it unable for him to roam free as there were pills and what not left on the ground over and over from the senior we lived with. It was hard to see what the puppy was into when we wernt there. I remeber one night, his howling from downstairs was heart breaking, i felt like the worse person in the world. Michelle and I talked that night, that maybe it was best to sell him, we just wernt caring for him the way he needed it. As these plans were being thought out, things changed, and we ended up finally renting our own place, a large house, with a large backyard. We wernt gonna give up then, not at that point! with tinkerbell never liking bambi we were hoping this would help, as she was also being put into a unhealthy situations, the senior giving her human food all the time, she became ill and fat, we hoped this move would help. Boy were we right! within 2 days of livin in the new place, bambi was a whole other dog, as well as tink and we were new people, he was adorable, not a nusance anymore, he became the light of a room. we enjoy having his company now, and spent every minute with him. Our jobs changed and that made time scheduals much easier. As for him and tink, it may of taken 6 or so months, but they have become very close, wich i never thought could happen. Now when we walk in the door, i can see how happy they are to see us, and how happy we are to see them.



Now this isnt just a life gone to the dogs.....no no......welcome to the pussy cats....meet midarko, malibu, and mayza.....

midarko, the oldest of all of the fur children. her "before us" story lyes some where in the depressing list. Our cat went missing while we were on vacation *we shall not say how, as its a horrible act of human beings* after 3 months of looking the spca called saying they think they found her, when we went to see her we were so sure it was her the animal shelter gave her to us for a low fee*should of been charged alot since she had no collar or tags* It wasnt until 2 or 3 years later that we found out the truth,. To make a long story short the cat we found went into heat, wich our cat shouldnt do since she was fixed. We brought her to the vet who did a operation and found out that the cat wasnt fixed at all. Our hearts were broken, the cat we had for the past 3 years wasnt our original midarko.....none the less, we loved her very much and were going to keep her. see when we went tothe spca that day, she was thin, hair missing and the tips of her ear frzen off, and bad frostbite on her feet. maybe we always knew it wasnt our original, but she just said " help me" to us from behind those bars. Say the least we found out the truth behind our real midarko *RIP* and we will always miss her, but this is our midarko now, the loving, cuddle, talkative black cat who loves to pur when we pet her.


The carasmatic maliboo, our little boo boo. Michelle just decided one day that she wanted another cat to go along with midarko, so up to the spca we went. Michelle said she would love somthing with blue eyes. We went and looked at the kittens and found a small fluffy boy, but while holding him, he seemed weak and indifferent, turned out he as really ill, and wasnt promised to make it thru the night. so we left the kitten room, on the way out we decided to look in the older cats rooms. There was some magnificent creatures in there but non that caught at us, not right away anyways. On one cage was pinned a sign " please adopt me, ive been here to long" in plain english that meant someone adopt me soon or im going to be taking the long walk to the back room. of course this sign made us sad. but what we saw next filled us with joy, these little blue eyes peering back at us thru the bars. Michelles face lit up, the little cat knew it and responded with a little meek meow. They had her named panda, as her face looked like one. It wasnt even a question, we knew this little cat was to be a part of our little family. unfortunetly We had to wait a week as she was getting fixed. when we brought her home, her and midarko clinged and were always together. maliboo, as we named her after, became a loving animal. she wants attention all the time, and loves to talk. Her favorite place is upon michelles shoulders while she is on the computer. She never stops purring and love to cuddle at night. I couldnt imagine her being put down. what a ray of sunshine she has become in our lives, i couldnt imgaine life without our little boo boo.


Mayza.....

she probably has the most simple of all the stories One day it was that simple, lets get a third cat, but we wanted a kitten this time. After a week or so of looking, we found someone who was selling siamese/himalyen kittens for 30 bucks. i went and picked her out. big blue eyes and face that would melt any heart. She was a ball of energy that one. but when calmed down, her favorite place to sleep would be , being held like a baby and her paws rubbed. sleeping with her in the bed was hard, i was so afraid to squish her and would wake up all the time to make sure she was ok. michelle and I took turns sleeping with her so we could each get some good nights sleep. She is almost a year today and has turned into a beautiful teen cat, but has a teen attitude. she never wants to listen, and is always beating up her older sister maliboo. Her and bambi have become rather inseperable. She is not talkative at all, but has the same cuddle bug as the other cats. We call her james bond as she has figured how to slide along the wood floors after a fast run. she just helps complete our little set.


Maybe some people would find me writting about my animals over the top, but how can they. we write about things in our daily lives all the time, talk about the latest thing that happened. I have 5 fur children, i think i have alot to talk about. They are always entertaining, there to make u laugh and have a good time, and never far when u sit and cry. a house just isnt a home without animals, 1 or 10 nothin will ever compare to comming home, walking in to door and seeing 4 little paws prancing around beyond excited to see u, like they havnt seen you for years. Animals are the most forgiving creatures, and will always amaze us with the miracles they pull everyday. maybe ur not an animal person, maybe u will be after u read this, maybe it will make u apprectiate urs more, or maybe u will just understand what im talking about, either way, we people make the world go round....but i think a pet, a fur child, a best friend on 4 legs, is what keeps us people going round.