Full house

It's been a crazy few weeks here. We've moved and taken on more animals than anticipated. Haymitch and Elvis are still with us and in need of a home. We've adopted their sister Honey as a member of our family. We also added another cat, Mamba, a little spitfire female. Today I brought home Quinn, Honey's brother and fellow protective custody dog. There will be more entries to come, I hope.

Introducing these new animals, I'm seeing how soft our boys are.

They're great with Honey because she's a mommy, first and foremost. She's gentle and respectful with them, most of the time. They don't know how to handle Mamba, though, who is a scrappy girl from the streets who defends her bedroom like it's her little queendom. The boys just can't defend themselves properly; Haymitch is too fat and happy to be bothered to fight and Elvis is a gentle, loving boy. Neither know what to do with her when she gets slappy. And Honey has ruined them for dogs; they run up to new dogs like they have a new best friend, oblivious to the fact that they could get gobbled up. Lucky for them, Quinn is interested but not aggressive or too obnoxious.

I love these boys, but they need to get out of my house. Won't you take them?