"Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as Gods; they've never forgotten that!"


Our Family


Meet the family. Besides Nancy and Jim, and the girls and boy of the cattery, there were three other beloved animals running around the house. From the big to the small, there was a one-eyed Golden Retriever, named Carly who we adopted from a shelter. She lost an eye to cancer when she was three, but has been clean ever since. Carly was the companion of a single man who passed away and had no place to go. The prospects of a good home were slim so we adopted her when she was eight. Sadly, Carly left us on Thursday, 30 March 2017; she was 15 years, 3 months old, much beyond the normal years for a large breed. Her arthritis steadly worsened to the point where she could not walk or even stand. We loved her so much, as did all the four-legged creatures in our home. She will forever be missed.

Then there is crazy Zeke who was adopted from a rescue organization. He is a Border Collie/Australian Shepherd mix; his dad was the former and mom was the latter. Of the litter he was the only one that had his mom's color (blue merle) and her eyes, one blue and one brown. People always ask if he is blind in the blue eye; but no, he is certainly not blind.

Of course we cannot forget Zoe, a thirteen year-old plain vanilla short-hair house cat that we also rescued. She does not like strangers and usually hides when company comes. She and Zeke take turns chasing each other through the house. They will disappear running up the stairs with Zoe chasing Zeke, and a few minutes later they return with Zeke chasing Zoe.

It's amazing how well everyone got along, actually, I think they tolerated each other at times. But then there were times when they actually lay next to one another and act like true siblings. When we brought little Ms. Nadeah home, Zoe had always held the top spot, but there were a few days when numero uno was up for grabs. But when the dust settled Nadeah and Zoe came out on top, and the dogs found themselves still at the bottom of the pecking order. Nadeah's little size mattered not, she was a Siberian! She wasn't about to take any guff from the big guys. Of course, her speed and agility made it impossible for anyone else to keep up with her. Then with each addition to our ever-expanding cattery it started all over again. The pecking order constantly changed, but there were times when the old lady (Zoe) said "enuff" is "enuff" and took over. 

                      
              Carly ready for a swim                                             Zeke loves snow                                                       Zoe's office                                            Zoe & Zeke after the chase
                 
                             
                
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