Someone suggested that I write what I know, and what I am passionate about. Yes, I know I'm being slightly repetitive. But you see, I have a really large website that needs to be finished today or it won't get done until next summer and I'm procrastinating. Oops did I admit that in public? Just be happy I didn't buy a copy of the lastest expansion of that game I have gotten hooked on then I'd never get anything done.

Anyhow... what I am passionate about is my animals, but not only mine. I am passionate about all animals. so passionate that I can lose track of time watching the hawk that resides on campus, but no so passionate that I'll cut classes to harass the guy who killed the dog in didsbury, though it's incredibly tempting.

My mother keeps asking me why I haven't had children yet,and aside from the obvious, which she isn't interested in hearing "I Don't WANT Children Mother!!" I think I may start telling her "I have three, I just didn't want to tell you because you'd want to come visit!"

They are:

Damiana -Believe me, if you stick around for a few (days) weeks you'll figure out why that's appropriate, as is the name we were going to use, which is "Demon Child" We got her when I made the mistake of picking her up in a pet store. She 'kissed' me and I was.lost. What's ironic about this tale is that I was the one who had said on the way into the store "We are not buying anything other than pet food today!" She was a rescue cat, and sometimes we can tell from her attitude that she is in desperate need of TLC. She's the Calico

Shadowfax "Shadow" For short (Yes, I had just finished the LOTR series) was an intentional purchase, my husband and I had been together long enough to be certain it was a lasting relationship and went to the humane society for a cat. (I was also missing my dalmation Sailor who my ex had sold.) Me being me I chose the one who was sitting with her backside to the kennel door. She's given us some adventures too. Between waking us up at night by making us think she was in trouble, only to get attention, dropping mice at our feet, killing elastics (or anything else that she can 'kill') or picking a fight with Damiana then playing innocent. She's the Black one

Loki is our middle child. I happened to mention at work one day that I was looking for a kitten to keep my older cat company (this would be Shadow that needed company) and a co-worker's mother happened to have twelve week old kittens and happened to be driving to Calgary to pick her up the following week. He was named "Thud" By his previous owners, and after a few weeks we figured out why, he was proof positive that cat's do not always land on their feet!. And since we got Damiana he has not only tolerated her attentions as a motherly type, but has played mediator between the two 'hens' on a fairly regular basis, going so far as to lay between the two of them when they were hissing at each other. And in case you hadn't figured it out, Loki would be the Tabby.