Ottre la Tempesta by Duetta

My driveway is no longer meant for cars.  People actually stop their cars to look.  People walking by stop and stare.  I tell, them “Come on in”, what good is it if I can’t share.

Jelly says, “Mommy finished another one”

Peanut enjoying her morning toast.  My first born.

Jelly – King of the House!  My main man.  Peanut’s brother.

Faith in her usual position.  My middle child.

Lizzy, my 4th. Always under the covers. My naughtiest. Poops on the carpet.

Bootsie, the baby, #5, rules! She doesn’t know she is different. Blind from birth. Always waiting for me.

Beloved Child
By Norman V. Olsson

All that is innocent and pure
Within the child self will endure
And waits on the soul’s deep recess
For precious moments to express.
O listen to that inner child,
God’s own beloved, meek and mild.
God’s ways so happy and carefree
Will lead us to simplicity!

Crier and Max take care of mom. Of course you can usually hear her screaming, get the hell off of me!!

When Mom is out with Dominga, Max and Crier take over her bed

“The greatness of a nation and
it’s moral progress can be
judged by the way in which
it’s animals are treated.”

-Mahatma Gandhi

New arrivals with mommy “Bonnie”

They just can’t enough of the tits!  Especially the boys!

Shelter babies already adopted

How Romantic!  Candles light up the night as Luciana and I clean the shit from the litter boxes!

“Shopping for Snacks!”   Actually a rather large visitor to Boots Place shopping for a friend!

“Maybe I’ll take you home”, says Arnold

“Hi, sorry but we have all been adopted”

What the hell is this noisy thing?!?

True Love!

Rudy just doesn’t want to be adopted under any circumstances

Michael came to us injured and wild. Now he’s playful and always talking and was adopted.  We will miss him!