A Hard Days Night

Don't tell Husband Bob he's been caught napping! As you can see by the photo, Bob and Brandy were recharging after a hard weekend at the Dog Farm. Actually, the weekend consisted of taste testing homemade dog treats, trips to the Bark Park, watching the Broncos on TV and other strenuous activities.

For several weeks I've been trying to find a home for a dear cat at the local animal shelter. Friday the shelter said Big Boy and numerous other cats and kittens would be sent to farms later that day because the shelter was full. My desperate, last-second phone call turned out perfectly. As the story was told to me, Friend Laurie called a couple who was hoping to find a long-haired gray cat to fill the void of their cat who died. Big Boy wasn't the cat they wanted but they went to see him just to make Laurie happy. The couple's other cat hadn't liked the man so he didn't expect much from Big Boy either. Arriving at the shelter, the couple sat down on the floor and Big Boy was let out of his cage. Big Boy strolled past the lady, climbed up the man's chest, purred like a song, rubbed on the man's shoulder and looked like, 'What are we waiting for? Let's go home!' The latest report is that everyone is doing great and Big Boy found his forever family!

My next blog I'll have to tell you about a bunch of girls beating up on the police and firefighters!