It has been almost a week since I had to say goodbye to my "handsome man" Rosce. Last night he returned home to me, and I was comforted by the caring wonderful people who cremated him. Just talking to the people one could tell they look after the last remains of peoples furkids with care and understanding of the pain we go through. Roscoe will now always be with us no matter where we move to. Now I want to introduce you to my other two beautiful other furkids. Just a minute I have to let one of them out. ....oops both of them. My other two I have had since they were babies, (Roscoe came into my life when my husband came into mine) All of my animals have been love at first life, Molly was only six months old when I was at a vets office for some flea pills for my cats, when I noticed a woman come out of one of the patients office crying, she was holding this beautiful happy white fluffy puppy in her arms, I asked her if she as ok, she told me that she would have to get rid of this puppy because of her allergies, I gave her my phone number and told her I would take the puppy if she could not take care of her. That was ten years ago. Molly some how has been in tune with my feelings, everytime I am sad she is there with her big brown eyes and you can tell she just wants to make everything better. She is now getting older, and she is getting crankier, she is the same loving animal as always, but come 8Pm she become a bit of a troll and needs to go to bed. It's hard going to bed at night since she growls at you but otherwise she is valuable. My other dog is Gibson, a border collie, he came to me like most parents do, their kids move home for a while , my daugher moved back home and said oh by the way I have a puppy, Do you mind. The moment I saw him I fell totally in love, since then he has been a mama's boy.She moved out 7 years ago and left "Gibby" with me. He stands by me no matter where I am and will stand up to any one he feels will hurt me. For a border collie, he can be such a Kluz, when he jumps into the truck he trips and pees himself. He loves his groceries, especially veggies and fruit. As you can tell my fur kid are very special to me like my own children are, but without the talk back