One of the places we are definitely strange is in our choice of pets. When we were younger, we had a cat who would play fetch. He was named Thud (he wasn't very graceful). Ever since then, we've always carefully selected and named our pets so that they would live up to his bizarre standard.
First came a female Rottweiler from the local shelter. Her name is Bill Smith. (It's a family name.)
Second came an English Bulldog. A little female dog who acts like a cat. She looks like a wrinkly old man and therefore bears the name Daisy.
Finally comes our newest addition. A cat with the name of a dog. Meet Rufus.
Once he's feeling a bit more comfortable and comes out of his cat box, I'll take a better picture of him for you.
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Excellent! I love it when people create their own traditions, especially for holidays. Why let the retail sector dictate how we celebrate?
Rufus looks like one cool cat.
So cute! Love the names!
YOU WON something over at Profoundly Seth...(she linked your name so I knew for sure it was you.) Way to go!!
What a cutie! Can't wait to see him. He'll find out soon enough that the girls, I mean dogs, just want to play, not eat him.
A cat that plays fetch, a dog that acts like a cat. And I've heard stories about your kids.
On this whole heredity vs. environment thing, I'm gonna have to go with environment.
I have a cat who acts like a dog. His name is Bruce Wayne.
I love oddball pets.
Very cute additions to your family.
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