He freakin loves this thing. In fact, he outright ignores me so that he can go lay on it (all day and night on Saturday)...even if I offer him cookies. I think that's saying something. Of course, his love for it made it so that he didn't get off it when he barfed Sunday night, but if he wants to lay in his own puke I'm not gonna argue. Actually, i am arguing...I had to hose it down and clean up the other four piles scattered throughout the house. Frosty Paws = NEVER AGAIN!!!
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I'm not particularly fond of birds (they could potentially peck my eyes out), or spiders (they have too many legs), or ferrets (they stink)...but most fuzzy, furry, four legged animals are pretty awesome. I own a dog named Ollie and two cats named Luigi and Sofia. My cats are going to be four this spring and Ollie will be two this summer. They keep me on my toes and sometimes flat on my face, but I love them. I volunteer at a local shelter and want to keep a blog of my experience with animals in my house and in the shelter. Enjoy!