Okay, so they're not really my pets. They're my kids' pets and my wife's pet. Yesterday I put up a poll question asking how many pets before you enter Looneyville, you know, crazy catlady status for example.
I was stuck at a light behind this car over the weekend. Hey, at least she admits it. Most don't. There has to be a tipping point when just one more pet becomes a problem. I'm talking traditional pets like cats and dogs that have run of the house, not caged pets or pets in tanks.
Almost 10 years ago, my wife rescued a little mixed breed dog that she named Alfie. The term 'rescue' has all but replaced 'adopt' in dog jargon and is usually overused. In this case, Alfie really was a rescued dog.