The Odd Couple

I added music & some photo's to this video

of my cousins Shetland Pony

& her neighbors Jack Russell playing togther.

Rosey & J.R. have been close since they first met.

Rosey thinks J.R. is her baby.

And Then There Was One...

This pretty cat is living in a home with 5 dogs.

She is my cousin's cutie pie.

She's been in the family since birth.

She's a bit of a loner & enjoys her days outside

being adventurous.

Her Mother was given to a new home;

One where she could be the only pet.

A Doggy-Dog World

My cousin has five dogs... one is a new arrival that adopted them.

I do not have a photo of him.

My cousin has a soft heart for animals, especially dogs.

This is Dixie & she has been living with her family for years.

Her buddy, Amy, passed away from cancer a few years back

& she now spends her time alone usually sleeping.

When Amy was alive she loved hunting &

running around all over the land playing.

She is always a sweetheart & was a wonderful companion for Amy.

This adorable guy loves to fetch, loves attention,

loves to play, loves people

& loves to cry for help out of the yard.

He's got to be where the action is --People action that is.

Sassy is the lap dog of the family.

She is also the boss of all the dogs. Short but Mighty!

Originally she belonged to an abusive family

that broke her leg as a way to potty train her.

She was later adopted by her new mother that puts the 'S' in Spoil.

Sassy has been in dog heaven since she found her Mamma.

Pretty, isn't she? Don't touch --you may get bitten.

Milo only likes her family, no one else.

She is VERY protective... The Guard dog of the family.

I had to use a zoom lens on this cutie.

Even as a pup she was the protector;

Just became more skilled as she grew.

Best Friends; Believe It or Not

Rosie is my cousin's Shetland Pony.

JR is the neighbor's Jack Russell.Rosie shares her food with JR by putting some in her mouth,
then placing it on the ground for JR to reach.

JR likes to sleep with Rosie, sometimes even on top of her.

The neighbor's get upset with JR

because he spends more time with Rosie than with his owners.

This is a video of Rosie & JR playing together.

Tigger

Tigger is from a litter of a stray calico cat. The same calico also had Angel from a different litter. Tigger is a couple years older than Angel. He was born in 1998-1999. The stray had her litter in the back of Mom's truck. When there was a tornado warning for the area of Denton, Texas, I grabbed all the kittens and brought them inside our house. They were around 1 to 2 weeks old and they all had a bad eye infection. Not one of them could open their eyes. We had to take them to the vet's and get some sab to put on them twice daily. Meanwhile, the momma cat kept crying for them. SO we returned two of her kittens and kept the other three, Tigger, Dusty, and Miss Pandy who was the runt of the litter. We had to force feed Pandy to keep her alive. Tigger was the biggest & healthiest of the litter. He was so eager to eat at feeding time that he litterally scalped poor Dusty & Miss Pandy with his claws to beat them to the food. All grown up, Tigger has not changed much. He still believes he is top cat & will swat at the other cats to claim his area on the bed or at the food. He is a brat, but very loveable to humans and to Paco. He will also boss around Buddy, but Shorty will put Tigger in his place.

Shorty

Shorty is around 15 years old. She is actually my Mom's dog. I have been taking care of her and my Mom's cat Tigger for a year and a half now. Shorty is going blind and death and even lost some teeth, but still is hyper and playful like a puppy. In fact, most people think she is a puppy because she's so small. We have a few nicknames for this little cutie: Short Stuff, Short Cakes, Shorty Cakes, Grandma, Phyllis Diller, and Little Ewok. She really LOVES people food and cat food... and other cat things that is too gross to mention. I have to keep a close I on this one, or my cats will have no food to eat. Though she likes to maintain the litter box, I try to keep her out of that as well. YUK! Short Cakes absolutely loves to sleep in the cat beds, which seem to be the perfect size for her. She also, loves to go for drives. I have to sit her in my arms so she can see. Short Stuff also enjoys long walks... though she is a bit slow from all the sniffing. I took her to the beach for the first time a year ago. She absolutely loved it... even the cold water. I plan on taking her again when it warms up. Shorty is an absolute doll that begs maybe a tad too much, but we still give in.

Fat Cat

Kiki started off skinny, frail, & almost completely bald when we took him in. Now he's chunky, strong, full of personality and MAN! his fur is super thick! What a diference from when we first found him. I'm not sure why he was abandoned, because he's a really sweet cat. He is such a good boy who adapts well with our other furry buddies. He loves to sleep on top of our dog Buddy or on top of Clark - who he ADORES. Kiki also loves to sleep for hours on top of the cat tree in front of the window. His passion is going outside & searching underneath the house.

Odd Man Out

Buddy was my brothers dog originally. He would play with his dog & cat, but was too much of a handfull for his adopted father. So my brother, Mike, drove him from New Jersey to Texarkana to give to me. We brought him back to Hot Springs Arkansas immediatetly where he decided he belonged to my roommate Clark. Though he is loved by both of us, he is most definately Clark's 4-legged son.

Buddy was welcomed with opened arms ---by Clark & I that is. Tinkerbell refused to except him. Our other children tolerate him & may sometimes even play with him --but his true playmate is his father. Buddy adores his father as much as his father adores him.

My Shiny Hiny

Though the fur is slowly growing back & the stitches are due to come out Monday morning, Paco's Hiny is still Shiny. In two weeks the soft cast will come off, but he'll still be confined to the bedroom for another month. This will be hard on him without Tinkerbell by his side day & night.

As for the culprit responsible for his broken hind leg, she was chased off by our dog Buddy a few days ago. I was sad to see the kitty-cat go knowing she was scared & lost. I pray that she has found a new home where she'll feel safe & hunger free.

Missing You

Tinkerbell's cancer had spread to her liver causing fluid build up. The fluid was enabling her diaphragm to extend out like normal when breathing. For almost a month, the steroids & diuretics were helping her with this problem. Then she took a turn for the worst & her high-dose medication wasn't enough anymore. I had to put my poor baby to sleep Thursday afternoon because she was suffering horribly from not being able to breath. When she got up and barely moved around anywhere, she would collapse & fight for air. Going to the bathroom was the most difficult for her. Letting her go was the hardest thing I have ever done.

Tinkerbell would be 12 years old in March. My Mom brought her home to me when she was 4 weeks old in April 1997. Mom got her from 'Frye Fest' in Denton Texas. Tink-Tink's foster parents had to bottle feed her & her sibling at 2 weeks old. A stray cat had her kittens in their garage & was later hit by a car and passed on. Though I wasn't sure of having a 2nd cat in my home, I immediately fell in love with Tinkerbell. It took a little bit for her to warm the heart of my furry son, BooBoo. Tink-Tink-Tink would put her front paws & entire face in her plate of canned food. She would come to me afterwards all a mess. I would try to clean her as best as I could with a wash cloth, but the food would stick to her fur like glue. Finally, BooBoo got fed up with her dirty face & with one paw held her down & starting bathing her. From then on they were Father and Daughter. They adored each other and Tinkerbell would follow BooBoo everywhere. In March 2001, BooBoo disappeared off the front porch around noon. (I later realized coyotes had taken him along with all the stray cats in that general area.) BooBoo was 13 of age, and enjoyed an occasional cat nap on the porch. We would never see him again, causing both Tinkerbell & me to both go into a deep depression. Meanwhile, my kitten Paco, who came into our home in 2000, loved both BooBoo and Tinkerbell. At 1st he was not excepted by either cats, but finally won over their hearts. Tinkerbell saw Paco as her child and Paco saw her as his mother. They had 9 wonderful years together. Paco even got to be by Tinkerbell's side as she passed on. She looked at Paco the entire time. That night of her death, Paco woke me up looking under the covers for her. He hasn't been purring as much since he realized that she was gone. Paco & I both miss & love Tink-Tink incredibly. She will never fade from our hearts. Tinkerbell loved Q-Tips & Catnip. She didn't except all the pets in our home, but she never hurt any of them either... not even my teddy bear hamster, Godiva, that would escape from her cage & ball on occasion. When she would defend herself from her pesty brother, Angel, she would stand up throwing her front arms above her like a grizzly bear. When Tinkerbell looked at you, she would be wide-eyed and move her neck side to side like an Owl. We often laughed at how she looked like an owl. She loved to play with a string dangled in front of her. She'd open her mouth & throw out her front paws trying to catch it. She loved the sunlight & fresh air. She would lounge in front of a window for hours. Her favorite thing to eat was pureed canned food and tuna fish (mainly the juice). Since she was diagnosed with cancer, I fed her ALL the canned food she wanted... There was no such thing as too much for my little Lady-bug. She would stand up & tap me with her paw and repeat this to get my attention when she wanted to be petted her held. When she was petted, her motar would run loud.... Puuuuurrrrrr. She loved to drink the water from the bathtub. This was her spa time with me. ;) She had extra toes on her front paws that were like thumbs and she could turn my chain lamp on & off --which she loved to do. She loved her cat beds & cat trees. Even though she was declawed (due to her claws between her toes hooking around back into her feet) they came back slightly which she felt needed to be sharpened on the carpet & furniture... though there wasn't enough nail there to do any damage. Tinkerbell was a Lady and an Angel. She was also the Queen of the house. She felt the closet was her own personal bedroom... a place to escape from her brothers whenever they were getting on her nerves. Tinkerbell is in Heaven now with her father, BooBoo, and her other child, Miss Pandy. Some day Paco & I will meet up with her, until then God will keep her safe, happy and free from all pain. I miss you Tinky-Binky. I love you so much. You're my little Lady-bug.

Wounded Pride

Poor little Poo-Hoo broke his back leg while under the house Saturday. We thought he was going to lose his foot & part of his leg. Mom thought we should get him a wooden peg in place of the paw. Ha! I doubt Paco would go for that. He had a successful surgery on Tuesday. His Vet, Virginia, told me it will be 4 to 8 weeks before his leg will properly heal. Meanwhile he'll have to get use to his soft cast --which he dispises.
I figured out the reason for his mishap. I lost kitty is hiding under our house. She/he seems very scared & hungry. I am not sure why she chose our yard, but she doesn't seem to want to leave. I think she's stil a kitten, even though she is quite large with all that fur. I don't know if the cat is male or female, but for now her name will be Sadie. LOL! Sadie the Shady Lady who spooked my scaredy cat all the way to the vets office.