Twiggy tolerates my husband, 17-year-old son and 7-year-old daughter but when I’m home, for Twiggy, no one exist but me. We attempted crating her at night when she first came home but she resisted it so much I was afraid she would hurt herself. Luckily she house broke in a week and has been in bed with my husband and me ever since. Twiggy is a little neurotic, she has separation anxiety, gets carsick, counter surfs and still chews up my daughters stuffed animals but all is forgiven when she comes and sits in my lap. We’re working on her problems and all but the carsickness gets better every day. It took me two years to find Twiggy and I just informed my husband today that I’m going to start looking for another little girl.

I just found this web site a couple of weeks ago and really enjoy reading about everyone’s ‘kids’. If there is anyone in the area who would like to join Twiggy and me on our outings, send me an e-mail. It has to be really bad weather to keep us inside.

Trish