Meet Lily

This is Lily.  She is approximately 10.  That is to say she wandered into my house 10 years ago and has lived with me ever since.  Cat people tell me she is remarkable because she is orange with orange eyes, and that is rare for a female.

She has been a loyal, if indifferent, companion to me.  To my kids...ummm welll, not so much.  She tolerates them.  She does not like to play, and only wants to be petted on her terms.  When her terms are over, she bites to let you know she is done with you.  She sleeps on the foot of my bed and keeps my feet warm just as a cat should.  She lays on my stomach  when I am laying down and we bond.  Otherwise she kind of keeps to herself.  I am allergic to her, but it doesn't bother me too much.  She is worth the trouble.   I have always been an animal lover.

Here in lies the problem.  I have wanted a dog my whole life.  My mom would never let me get one.  I am now 38.  I would have gotten one long ago, but I had Lily and so, did not.  But now.....my kids want one too.  I am thinking let's make it work. I mean that is the American dream right?  A girl, a boy, a cat, and a dog all living together in harmony.

But can they live in harmony?  Can a ten-year-old cat get along with a new puppy?  A teeny tiny Papillon puppy that is so cute you want to keep it in your pocket forever.  The picture of which is on my cell phone (which won't send to an email address because it is ancient).  But trust me, if you saw the puppy, you could not walk away.  The woman at the shelter has me talked into getting two of them.  The mister has put his foot down at one, if that.  (honey, I promise to make it worth your while...)

So Nicholas BB, Paw Paw, J-Kun, Cookie, and all you other cats out there, tell me, can we live happily ever after?  Or am I courting with disaster?

Update!  Found a picture of him online.  I won't say where because he is mine and I don't want you adopting him before I do.