Doody

Only her top half fits on my lap - then she rests her head on my shoulder and gives me a hug - trying to get a third leg up.

I'm a dummy when it comes to posting pics. I PM'd a photo album of me and Geneva as a pup. Yeah, yeah, I know I'm no longer a pup. She's 7 years old now, but our little baby has developed a thyroid disorder - so she's HUGE, and constantly ravenous. She weighs 140 lbs. If I don't add a handful of Cheerios to her standard dog food, the big dummy eats rocks. And, NO, she's not just like her mother. She's my little Chicago Bear.

Addy

I think I own your cousin. I bet their family motto is "Love me or I'll kick your butt!" I have a Bermese cat who thinks she's a cougar. I call her my own little Cato (Pink Panther) because she stalks me. It's a game we've played since she was a kitten. Fortunately, her front claws were accidentally removed when we had her spayed - so she can slap me around all she likes. She really packs a punch with those little cotton balls.

She's the opposite during thunderstorms. She likes it when the window is open and she can get her face right up to the screen. The little trooper holds her ground and tries to fight the thunderstorms. However, if Ray starts up the vacuum - she runs to my bed and hides under my covers for shelter.

sooooo...you're saying that your dog eat pebbles, it'll rain cats and dogs??

Wow!!

When my neighbor's dog eats pebbles, he would poop out Fred and Wilma Flintstones...

(* the vitamins are NOT as chewable as the bottle said it would...but Fred would then look like Barney and Wilma, the Kazoo)

I hate to tell you what happens when I eat pebbles...I MOVE MOUNTAINS!!
(hallelujah chorus playing in the background)

Oh Lord...as if one of you wasn't enough!

Moi

Maybe I should consider a shot-gun wedding, huh?