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Hoomans with the letter E E E E E E


Seamus and Daisy
eclare

Seamus isthe tri-colored Border Collie sitting on the left - he's about 18 weeks in this photo and is on a trajectory to be a very large and very handsome dog when he is full grown. Daisy is the little black mutt standing next to him. She is what we in the crazy dog lady world call my "heart dog." She is the dog against which all other dogs are judged. Loving, driven, loyal, and extremely opinionated, she has been my best friend for the past three years. Both dogs are far too smart for their own good, and generously share their home with a variety of foster dogs helping to prepare them for their very own forever homes.

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Hakumei
easong

This my girl Hakumei at about 7 months. She's 6 years now, but still almost as lanky and slight. Hakumei is Japanese for "last light of dusk".

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Hannah
escapee

Hannah, a white faced tabby, allowed us to share her space occasionally, but that was all. She had beautiful, glamorous green eyes, and she loved the sunshine. She died in 2007.















Ben
escapee

So far, Ben has been the cat of my heart. He was a big, furry sweet boy, affectionate and clever and beautiful. He had the most human eyes I've ever seen in a cat. He was more or less completely silent (never learned to purr, and never meowed unless he was terrified), hated the doorbell, loved to snuggle, and had a instinct for when his people felt bad. I miss him so very much.
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Sadie
escapee

And then there's Sadie, who came to us from the Humane Association. They told us that she wasn't cared for well in her previous home; she was underweight, looked as if she'd never been groomed (that's why she's shaved - it hurt her too much for them to comb her out), and is afraid of hands. When she's scared, she runs to make sure her food is still there. She has a Fortress of Solitude (one of the chairs at the dining room table), but more and more she's coming out, bouncing up onto my desk to say hi, and falling asleep on laps. It'll take a while.
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Buddy
Ebby

I got Buddy, Angel and Sam as kittens almost 14 years ago. Although all from different littters they grew up together and were very close.
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Angel and Sam
Ebby

We lost Angel, our orange boy, to a very agressive cancer last December -- but it is still hard for me not to think of him as part of the family.
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Ebby
Ebby

About 3 yrs.old now, was a rescue/foster kitty who made it clear that this was her home and she wasn't going to be adopted anywhere else.
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Baxter
Ebby

Previously "Backyard Kitty", who immediately made a home in my heart, and has been gradually becoming part of the family, in his own time and on his own terms of course (he is a pootie after all!).
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Ed
ETF

A big, a very big cat, mellow, calm, measured and unflappable.
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Fred
ETF

Moody, madcap, prone to sulks when he feels neglected, very sure of his stupendous magnificence. .
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Ted
ETF

Quiet, self-assured, often operating under the radar but always at home.
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Squash
ETF

Affectionate, devoted to his feline buddies, always the first to adopt a new kitten; terrified of strangers (hiding behind the furnace at their approach).
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Pumpkin
ETF

Sweet, loving, humble and patient, with a chirpy little mew.
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Peanut
ETF
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The happy blob.
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Sophie
ETF
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My little old lady, my sweet little Buddha-belly lapcat.
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Sally
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Tiny, lithe, sleek, a cheerful dynamo with huge eyes.
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Schooner
ETF

Double paws, doublewide, relentlessly affectionate.
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