Summertime Part 2: Animals

As I'm sure you remember, I have a sweet doggie, Maddy. She'll be 10 next month (!!!!!!!) and she's my BFF. I love her to pieces and she LOVES living out in the country. She runs around and sniffs and rolls and is having the time of her life.

In July Al and I got a wild hair (well, *I* got a wild hair) and decided we needed a farm cat to eat all the mice and vermin who run rampant. I got on Craigslist and found a lady with kittens and what do you know...we got one. She told us the kitty was a little girl so we named her Magnolia:

Isn't that the cutest kitten EVER?

The next morning, I awoke to Al drawing me a diagram and using hand motions to describe to me how he thinks Magnolia is a boy. I called foul and said we'd let the vet decide...and Magnolia was a boy. So a name change was necessary. Meet Maximus:

He is such a little shit, but I guess all kittens are. He's not very cuddly (unless he's gotten shots or is sick) and he'd rather climb a tree (or onto the roof like above) than play with me, but whatever. He's killed a mole so I don't care. Some more cuteness:

 He was sick in the last picture (I think he fell off the roof or out of a tree) which is the only reason he was letting me nuzzle him. He's back to 100% and back to hating me. Worry not, friends.

Now on to the sweetest girl in the world...my Maddy Dog. She's loving the kitten and mauls him with love. He smacks her and she pins him down and slobbers all over him. It's awfully cute.

 We'd just picked her up from my parents' house and she would NOT get out of the way so I could sit down. Al had to drag her to the middle.

 She loves to ride in the truck and watch what we're doing.

You can see how she likes to ride shotgun...and sit on my cardigan.