My house of animals.

I have really been busy.  Other family matters have taken up my time.  Now I am back to doing nothing but playing with my little guys and working part time.  Honey goes to the vet on Monday to be spayed and get her battery of shots.  She will not be happy with that.  I am having a devil of a time training her to a leash.  She sees no good in it and she hates it.  I am making progress.  I have never had a dog that was so hard to train.  She is suspicious of everything.  I still have to keep her separated from the little dogs.  She just gets too rough with them.  Jock tries, but he is just too small and she just runs right over him.  Duncan is scared to death of her.  She would never intentionally hurt him, but she is so hyper and she will not slow down. That dog even wears out my son's pit bull.  He can last about 2 hours with her and he is done.  She, however, is still going strong.  There is no quit in her.  And her best friend is Spats.  Spats is one of my 16 year old cats.  He has always been really skittish.  For years, even though he was born here in this house and spent his life with us, he would not let us pet him.  Now he does like some attention.  But he loves Honey.  And Honey is so very gentle with him.  If I could just get her to be as gentle with the little dongs as she is with Spats, life would be great.  I'll just keep trying.