Into my heart and my home ....

Hi there ... my name is Rascal ... and if you don't mind,  my new brother Andy and I aren't quite finished watering all Mom's shrubs yet!    That's a big job because Mom loves to garden almost as much as she loves us ... but we're an experienced pair of fellows and are certainly up to the task!

So the cat is finally out of the bag ... er I mean .. its ok to spill the beans now!   To be perfectly honest, I don't know why everyone was worried about me chasing cats .... sheesh you should see the size of Mom's cats!

I will admit that I did think about it for all of two seconds ... but they were quick to teach me The First Rule of Cat.   "We were here first and WE rule!"

I've only been here since Saturday, but we seasoned sorts settle in much more simply than the younger models.   It didn't take me long to figure out the routine ... especially with Andy here to show me the ropes.  

Mom says we're becoming like the old geezers that used to sit on the balcony of the Muppet show!  We've already started swapping beds as you can see!

I have a list as long as Miss Ruby's legs of the things I like here!  In my books, the homemade food alone more than makes up for the fact that a couple of the cats are bigger than me!

Mom says she's got a list too!   It was great that I settled in so easily with the other dogs!  It was wonderful I was mature enough to focus and listen about the darned cats!   There are ever so many things ... but for her money the most impressive was sleeping through the night on my first night here!

At the end of the day, Mom says that senior pets might not be Olympic athletes .. but that its easy and lovely and Zen that we don't need to go to "training camp" either! 

PS ... Rascal was adopted from Atlantic Small Dog Rescue!   Special thanks to everyone, including his foster Mom who gave him such a handsome groom just before he came here!