Well, after a couple of weeks of planning.... the new family members have arrived. At the end of last year I started thinking seriously about getting a new companion for home - the kids are almost grown up (Lachlan would shoot me for referring to him as a 'kid') and I am ready for a new companion.
I went to visit the RSPCA intending to see what dogs they had for adoption. I was looking at a lovely whippet, but had some reservations about a dog of this size.... when someone told me to go down to the end cage to check out a chihuahua. Now, when I think chinuahua, I think Paris Hilton's handbag - definitely not the dog for me! But I went to look anyway... and there was a little 8 month old puppy. She was so sweet and put her head into my hand when I pushed it through the cage. I fell in love. Clearly the name would have to change (what sort of dumb name is "crystal" for a dog... it screams 'Paris Hilton')..... but the puppy was beautiful. Well that was ok, but then the girl from the RSPCA mentioned that they were euthanasing every kitten that came through the door at the moment as they were overwhelmed. She also mentioned that a kitten would provide a companion to keep the puppy company when I am at work. I went for a look in the kitten cage. Wow, there were purebred siamese kittens, gorgeous black and white kittens, lovely tortoiseshell kittens.... and then there was this browny grey tabby who just wanted to play. I was sold.

So, today I went and picked up my two new babies. Ceilidh (pronounced 'kaylee'....sort of) the chihuahua and Dougie (pronounced Doogie) the cat. Ceilidh settled straight onto the bed and is sleeping off her anaesthetic. Doogie is hooning around the house checking out every possible play thing and making his presence felt! It was pleasing to see Ceilidh doing ...well doing the outdoor thing... outdoors! It appears she is well toilet trained.

Ceilidh's story is that she was travelling around Australia with her owner when she got lost in Coffs Harbour. Her owner was back in Canberra by the time she worked out where her puppy was. It was too far to travel back to pick her up... so Ceilidh went up for adoption. I have no idea what Dougie's story is - but he forms part of a huge tidal wave of kittens which turn up at the RSPCA each day.... why don't people get their animals desexed? (Both of my new babies have been desexed - so that will not be a problem for us.)

Family members and friends are respectfully asked not to refer to Ceilidh as 'the rat' .... I know she is tiny... but I am sure she has feelings!