As a child, we always had dogs around , but cats were always my favorite. So when my husband, against my wishes, brought this wrinkly, clumsy creature with sharp teeth and a small bladder home, I was not thrilled. Although I did have to admit he was really cute.
In the beginning, we had to carry Rowan down the deck stairs to go to the bathroom and he left no shoe unchewed. My boys' shirts all had holes from his tugging and playing and I was constantly teetering between total frustration and true love.
Since that scary ordeal, this slobbering helpless little creature crept into my heart and now this quintessential cat lady has crossed over....
to the dog side.