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Me, I’m a veterinarian, soon-to-be mother, controlled obsessive-compulsive, southern gal.  I’m a talker (yes I can see those of you who know me nodding your heads), so what better way to “talk” about the things I love, animals & family, than a blog.

Ben, my darling husband, really is the most mellow, sensitive, and loving guy I know.  He loves technology (computers/programming) like I love animals and he loves me despite my crazy animal obsession. He saved me from becoming the dreaded “Crazy Cat Lady”.

Ben and I were both raised with the mantra of “animals live outside, not inside”.  Although, my poor parents know I tried to convince them otherwise…especially when it came to cats!  I knew since I was a kid I wanted my pets in the house….yeah there’s more hair to clean and bodies in the house, but its worth it to me.  My husband on the other hand would have zero pets if we weren’t married.  So, you can understand the massive patience he must have to live with 2 golden retrievers and 3 cats.

Although, he does admit that the animals have grown on him.  I’ve even caught him talking sweetly to our dogs about how good they are, hugging and even kissing them…he denies this of course.  And he even  loves on the kitties — he gets on to me for holding them and hugging them as they try to wriggle away — I shall call him the kitty advocate.

We have of course heard from our families at length about our “crazy” choice to have the pets in the house.  I always think you don’t have to clean the house so why do you care?  But like my dad has always said “Opinions are like noses, Erin. Everyone has one.”  We’ve been married 5 years, so I think everyone has realized that the animals aren’t going to be booted outside overnight…maybe.

Now that we have a baby on the way I have heard some rumblings from the natives about how our cat is going to smother the baby or other horrible what-if scenarios.  My husband and I dread the day Lucy, our kissy dog, licks our daughter in front of his mom. It will happen.  Its her bad habit and she knows its wrong, so she is a very sneaky licker — you never see it coming then WHAM! you’ve been slimed.

So without further adieu I’ll introduce you to the crew.  (Ooo…I’m a poet and don’t know it, make a rhyme anytime!) And yeah, I hear you groaning!

FURRY MURRAY ROLL CALL

Ben

- love of my life

- hubby extraordinaire

- computer programmer —  I LOVE MY GEEK!

Mary James - due September 11, 2008!!!!!!!!!!!!

- very active

- loves partying at 3 AM

- already has hair (thank you 4D ultrasound)

- is already SO VERY LOVED

Annabelle – 6 y

- deaf

- LOUD

- snuffly (thank-you Herpes virus)

- loving on her own terms

- sweet southern lady

McKenzie – 5 y

- overly affectionate

- snuggly

- talkative

- outdoor loving

- opens doors, cabinets, and drawers…oh my!

Bentley – 4 y

- male golden retriever

- extremely smart

- easy to train

- neurotic/ OCD

- dominant

- frisbee dog

Lucy – 2.5 y

- female golden retriever

- most loving

- most needy

- mellow or lazy

- blonde

- digger…ughhh

- chewer of all things plastic or paper

Bellatrix – 1 y

- opinionated

- lap kitty

- best “pissy face” award

- will always be referred to as “the kitten”