Pets and clothes

I guess I will be doing post every other day due to my clingy baby. She's been pretty grumpy lately and only wants to be held, talked to, or played with. She drifted off to sleep so I have to get going on this....

I am thankful for my pets. While they get on my nerves at times, I am so thankful to have them in my life. They provide me with entertainment and love. The best thing about pets is that you are never alone. They are always there with you or up under you (as mine are) 24/7. Anakin is my sweet dog that loves to lick (sometimes too much) and be played with. Chloe is our temperamental cat that has a very sweet nature. Tinkerbell is a feisty little tyrant, but loves to cuddle. Leia our chipmunk is just so cute and funny. Their personalities are all so different. I can't imagine my life without them.

Today I am thankful for clothes that fit just right! I have been trying to figure out what outfits I am taking with me to the states so I tried on almost all my clothes today. In my amazement all my pants fit. It feels so great to be able to get in them without having to squeeze or pray that I am having a "skinny" day. I have such a broad spectrum of clothes now. I didn't realize they would all fit so I have been trying to not put them on lately. I am overjoyed over it! I love winter clothes the best. I feel most comfortable in a pair of pants and a sweater. Cold weather come my way!!!!

Just for your viewing pleasure:

Kara in her cute pigtails today!!

Now that she's not bald....

here is my cat, Chloe after her hair cut that she really needed. I just couldn't embarrass her with a pic right after it was done. She was pink because she had hardly any hair. She looks much better now. Although we kept thinking her hair was fat and turns out she's just a big girl. My poor baby, but I assure you she's a much happier cat after her cut.

And you thought you had bad hair days.

When I walked into my room last night to go to bed. Anakin looked up and I just had to take a picture of his bad hair day, well night. Ha ha!!

To prove I'm not cruel...

So here it is proof that Chloe (my cat) needs to be groomed. If you can't tell what it is, I will explain, it is a bald spot. She has got herself so matted up that it is making bald spots on her when she tries to groom herself. It is very sad because she is in pain from these clumps. I feel terrible about it. So that's why I am in desperate need of a groomers help. So yes she will have really short hair for a while but it will grow back. Although I may decide to keep it shorter than it is now in the future. So don't be mad at me people. I am doing it for her own good. Trust me.

I can't wait for October 27th.

Okay so remember when I threatened to shave my cat? Well, I attempted. I was all ready with my clippers in hand and it went well for the first maybe 2 seconds. I got a few clumps shaved and she went wild on me. She figured out how to get away from me, because my clippers have to be plugged in so I couldn't chase her down. So I thought I would just use some regular scissors, because the sound of the clippers was freaking her out. So I lock her in the bathroom with me and start to cut her hair. She turned into the devil. She hissed, and bit me several times. So I gave up. I can't take dealing with that devil cat. So I called the groomers and it seems that they can't get her in until October 27th, but I am all for it. I told them she needs to be fully shaved. I know she won't be the prettiest thing in the world, but then I won't have to deal with vacuuming every day. So here's her before picture.....
Would you want to have to clean up all this white hair?

Warming up

After a week, Anakin is finally starting to warm up to Tinkerbell. He of course still growls at her from time to time, when she gets in his face, but he seems to like her for the most part. I am not sure if he will ever play with her, but I am keeping my fingers crossed. I took this picture a few nights ago. It was such a cute moment. I hope things keep getting better and better with them. Chloe, my cat, is another story. She growls, hisses, and acts like Tinkerbell is her next meal. But she's going to get hers because I am planning on shaving her bald this weekend. She has got her hair so messed up that it has to be done. Oh and yes I will be posting pics for all the world to see.

For Aunt Sandi, introducing Leia...

So call her a chipmunk, a squirrel, or mickey mongoose(as the little girl across the street does) whatever she is she's entertaining. That's our Leia!!

A man and his Yorkie, how sweet!!

and Anakin's not too happy about it!!!

So here's my mad little man. He is so jealous of the new puppy. He has gotten a little better. However he still growls at her if she gets too close to him. What a little brat! This pic was taken right after the one above of Tinkerbell. Can you see the hurt and anger in his eyes?

Tinkerbell has arrived...

Yes it's true. I finally got my little Tinkerbell, well she's a female yorkie, but I think the name is cute. I have always wanted a female yorkie so I could name her that. We were going to wait until we could mate our male yorkie and then get a female puppy, but well.... we were impatient. It all started out as a trip to buys some DVDs. The DVD's are for sale off base next to a place called Puppy Luv. So anyway, my husband has been dying for a Chihuahua and we were going to take a peek to see if they had any. Well needless to say they didn't, but they did have two baby yorkies. I was looking at the boy, not even thinking about buy one. But they are so darn cute you can't help but want one. The owner of the store told us we could hold them so I picked up the male. Nick decided to hold the little girl. Not too long after that Nick was like, "Ask how much they are!" I didn't want to since I knew it would be a lot. Which I was right, but they had a payment plan. Who knew you could buy a dog in monthly installments? I sure didn't. So then Nick asked me if I had the checkbook. "Checkbook, no I do not have it with me, why do you ask?" was my reply. I saw the gleam in his eye; he had been captured by the little half pound girl. He kept coaxing me by saying we would make our money back when she had puppies. He also said he would give up his need for a Chihuahua. So how could I resist? We came home and picked up the checkbook and went back to get my little angel. She's so cute and sweet. She's very attached to me already and I admit that I love it. Sadly, the second night we had her she got really sick, almost died actually. So we took her to the vet and found out she has Hyperglycemia. So now she has to be fed every 2-3 hours. She's just like having a baby around the house, I guess she's preparing me.

My moo

So you may wonder why I would call my dog "Moo". Well truth is I don't know myself. His name is Anakin. I call him that sometimes but most of the time I use other names for him like moo, monkey, or stinker-roo. It's crazy, I know. He brings me so much joy, that dog. I don't think I could have made it without him. My husband got him for me for Valentine's Day in 2004 to keep me company while he was away on TDY's. I told him he was the best present he ever bought me. He has provided me with so much entertainment over the years. I love that dog to pieces. Everyone talks about how spoiled he is, but I figure if I don't spoil him then no one will. He is four pounds of pure rotten. He has become a lap dog for the most part, which I love. He also sleeps in our bed every night. I feel very thankful to have him. After all, who couldn't love that face?