Finding Krissi

This folks is what you would call a random post. Which is basically all of my post. So you should be use to it by now. We have this cat. Her name is Carmen. Brent hates Carmen and Carmen hates Brent. Given Brent is allergic to cats his feelings are understandable. Given Brent yells at Carmen and stomps at her and tells her to go away her feelings are understandable. However, Carmen likes to be warm. She likes to cuddle up on warm fuzzy blankets. One her favorite spots during Christmas is under the lit Christmas tree. 1000 lights produces considerable heat. This winter has been cold. Bone chilling cold. I have not been happy and Carmen has not been happy. Leading her to do something she wouldn't generally do. Cuddle with the warmest human in the house. Who pretends he doesn't notice she is cuddled up against him. Because Brent hates Carmen and Carmen hates Brent. At least that is Brent's story and he is sticking to it. Hugs and Prayers

I understand that not all people are animal lovers.  I even understand that some people have never lived in a home that animals are allowed to roam.  That has never been my case or in fact my husbands case.  We have always lived in homes with animals. Ironically, the day we were engaged one of the first questions my dad asked Brent was, "How do you feel about cats?" Later that same night Brent's dad would turn to me and ask, "How do you feel about dogs?" Which made us both laugh. Needless to say since being married we have almost always had a pet. Today, we have two pets a cat named Carmen. Who loves to play with bubbles. Especially, when the bubbles smell like catnip. Then she can spend hours chasing bubbles around the room. I enjoy watching the children play bubbles with her.  It reminds me of all the hours that I was forced to play bubbles with them.  I enjoy the revenge.  Even though they just think it is fun. Our second pet is Izzy, currently she is a 180l...

The promised snow storm has arrived.  It started yesterday morning and it keeps going and going and going.  All though I have been  busy and haven't had a chance to run, dance, and play in a winter wonderland our puppy is having a blast. Snow is one of her favorite things. The only thing she is sad about is Brent is not here to throw snowballs at her. She LOVES that! Hope your having a good Sunday. Merry Christmas! Amazon.com Widgets

Currently we have two animals in our home.  The first being Izzy who I have previously talked about. She is quite the character who is becoming more and more Brent's dog.  One of the things we read about Mastiffs is that they have really good ears and start to recognize the noises of the people they love.  Sometimes I know Brent is home before he even pulls into the drive way because Izzy runs to the door and starts thumping her tail.  Most of Brent's welcome homes come from Izzy since she wants to talk to him and keeps the rest of us away until she has her chance.  Our second animal is Carmen she is a cat. I wont tell you what Brent calls her, lets just say Brent is not a fan of cats.  However, the great thing about cats, they really don't care what you think of them.  Carmen is a character.  If we leave her alone and go out of town she tears things up.  Most of the time something that makes Brent yell and stomp around the house.  She loves the kids and barely tolerates us...

A lot of people have wondered about our dog. Her official name is Isabella "Our California Girl" of Manoah Mastiffs.  I know that is a big name but she is a big dog.  We call her Izzy just make things a little more simple. We brought Izzy home in January of 2006 at that time she was about the size of an adult Cocker Spaniel.  Today she is around 160 lbs and about 27 inches tall.  We have been told that she is still growing! Her papa was 270 lbs and over 30 inches tall. Izzy is an English Mastiff and we decided to bring her home for many reasons. First she looks scary, and Brent has a job where he isn't always home.  She makes our home look protected. Would you want to walk into my house if you knew she was wandering around? However, the scariest thing about Izzy is that she thinks she is a small dog, and can't figure out why she can't sit on our laps. We have had to deal with her not wanting certain people to come into the house.  She is always a...