Lately my life has been full of animals of the pretend dog and cat variety. I don't think I could anything else besides our teenaged cat, Sully (14 this year and already has an attitude). But, something sparked a feline and canine revolution. Could it be the doggy gift from Christmas? Could it be The Lady and the Tramp? Could it be our dear dog across the yard - Gracie? Or, could it be the pure fun of eating food off the floor?! And, yes, I tell myself my floor is clean enough to eat off of.
