Crazy and Little
Crazy and Little
One woman, 3 dogs, 2 cats and a camera

We have a very hairy household....

Coulee started us off about 11 years ago.  She was wild and crazy and kept us constantly on our toes and outside walking in all kinds of weather.

The Lu entered our lives as a retired barn cat who wanted nothing more than to lay on the couch all day.


Lacey was a foster dog with a local rescue.  We were quickly smitten although my husband was slow to admit it.

Jack wasn't supposed to stay.  He was found outside during one of the coldest nights of the year and someone brought him in to the daycare thinking we were a cat rescue.  We took him in and promised to either find his original home and if that never came to pass, a new one.  Well we were apparently the new one.

Our latest furry addition is Summit.  We fostered him and his brother from 5 weeks of age.  They came to us tiny, skinny and not particularly healthy.  Soon enough they were fat, happy and too sweet to deny. 

My husband is almost as camera shy as I am - but he occasionally agrees to a photo.

And then there is me. I don't like to talk about myself much but whether I'm at home or at work there is always a furry friend nearby.

furry |ˈfərēr|

ADJECTIVE: covered with fur; wearing fur

ORIGIN late 16th cent.