What a relief, I suspected I was crazy!

Cassy and Sassy were male littermates and I called them brothers from the start. When we would meet with Livvy, I'd call her "Aunt" Livvy to my boys. When Sassy died and Cassy needed companionship Livvy joined our home... I started calling her his sister then. If she pays any attention to what I say, it would doubtless give her an identity crisis. Maybe it's just as well they don't listen all that closely.

I think of them as my furry kids. Wonder what they think of us? Parents? Slaves? Pests???