Month: November 2018

5 cats + 3 dogs + 2 birds + two crazy people = One Happy Family

Everyone warned me, but I didn’t listen. “Don’t get involved with the SPCA, you will end up with a house full of animals” they said. I didn’t listen, I knew better. Hell, I already had plenty of pets…Two dogs (Boots and Marley), Two cats (Chance and Misty), and Two budgies (Kiwi and Angel), perfect group of pets.



Little did I know my wife was such an animal lover. We fostered a litter of three kittens for the Southwest Coast SPCA, and of course one was so cute, “We HAVE to keep him” she said. now we have 2 dogs, 3 cats and two budgies. We name this one Milo.


We fostered two little orange kittens who were found in a mud puddle, abandoned by their mother. My wife has to bottle feed the smallest one. He comes down with kitty flu three times, almost dies each time. Of course he isn’t going anywhere, he is my wife’s baby. she names him JJ.


2 dogs, 4 cats, 2 budgies.

We get a call. there is another litter of kittens looking for ‘TEMPORARY’ home…what a joke. one of the three ‘melts’ my wife’s heart. “What would you like for Christmas dear?” I ask. “Cider” she responds. “Cider, like the beverage? ” I ask, foolishly, “No, Cider the kitten” she says. I should have known.


2 dogs, 5 cats, 2 budgies.

FIVE CATS? What the hell?

My oldest cat, Misty passed away in March, she was 13. This little cat was terrified of most  people and animals, and spent her entire life in the basement. She came from a terrible home where she was kept in a box away from everyone. My heart was broke.

2 dogs, 4 cats, 2 budgies. Our numbers are going down.

I should have learned to keep my mouth shut.

Three more little kittens come in for fostering. They are so cute. One of them claims ME! She sits on my shoulders everywhere I go. This one is on me. I call her Mia.


2 dogs, 5 cats, 2 budgies.

Now you are thinking we must be out of our minds. You are correct.

Someone called to say they had 15 Husky Sheppard Mixed puppies, only 6 weeks old. The owner turned them in to the SPCA. Of course one of them finds her way into my arms. I fall in love immediately.

This time the wife says “We can’t keep her, unless we both fall for her” We agree to foster her, and she finds her way into our hearts. Of course she stays.

When she came into our lives. she was a charcoal colour, now, she is beige. Whatever she is, she sure is cute. The vet estimates she will grow to around 65-70 lbs. lots to love.



so now, 5 cats 3 dogs and 2 parakeets. we are done. Ava is a piece of work, spends most of her time driving the other pets crazy. And of course I love her. our crazy family.

If you have lots of room in your heart for love, why not offer to foster a rescue? You won’t be sorry….just ask me.


Rushing Waters

Hilda complained as Wilbur recited words from his newest novel, Rushing Waters.

“..As the cold water passed across the rocks…”.

“Now Wilbur, stop this, you know what my bladder is like, I need to pee now!” complained Wilbur’s wife Hilda.

“…steam formed above the river. As the melting snow seeped into the riverside, it ran..”

“I CAN’T WAIT NO LONGER. PULL OVER!” Hilda screamed.

“..down the ditch, washing away everything in it’s path, even some lady taking a pee.”

Wilbur watched as his nagging wife was washed down the river.

“This really is Thanksgiving” he said, as he drove home.

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson (Many thanks for the gracious loan of your photo.

This chilly tale is my entry into this weeks’ Friday Fictioneers. hope you like it. A big Happy Thanksgiving to our American Neighbours.