Thursday, May 26, 2011

says who?

Says me; Ashley. 

I'm a crazy, animal loving, tree hugging, book reading, bike riding, adventuresome yogini...  to say the very least.  I'm 24 years old and have lived in Oregon my entire life, however I aspire to be an Alaskan in the near future.

I have three furry children.  Akayla Faith, my beautiful German Shepherd Dog and the source of pure happiness in my life.  Akayla is a goofball, but I know that my dog loves me more than she could love any other human being.  I rescued Akayla in August of 2009 from the Oregon Humane Society.  Since then we have been almost inseparable if I could help it.  She's the best dog in the world.  :)


Akayla and I hiking Beacon Rock.

I also have two cats with the funniest personalities; but they are completely opposite.  

Zelda; also known as Z-Cat, Honey B, Sherb, Hisster, Zelly, ZZ, and many more...  She is a feisty, sassy, petite little girl with Sorbet coloring.  She has enough attitude to take on a pack of coyotes, but no front claws to get the job done  She gets into more fights than I have ever seen a cat get into.  She likes to chase me around the house, and is currently training me to give her treats upon her command.  



Zelda, protecting Fort Z. 
(She has a thing for boxes and bags.)


The newest addition to the family is Andy Bernard.  (Yes, I like The Office.)  Andy B is not your average Maine Coon.  Without having any medical training, or seeing a doctor, I would venture to say that Andy might be a few cards short of a full deck.  He is the most loveable and sweet cat you will ever meet.  He's a big boy with a beautiful coat of fur.  Something just isn't right about my big, sweet dummy cat.  Regardless, I love him all the same.  And he is the perfect lap warmer; as soon as you sit down, Andy is ready to lay on your lap and get his pets.  



 I might seem a little obsessive over my pets, but I assure you I'm not.  I just like to share the things that make me happy with other people.  I'm going through a hard spot in my life right now, and these guys have been making me as happy as possible.  Sometimes I feel like just giving up and running away.  Three years ago I probably would have done just that.  But these guys are my family.  They would miss me, and eventually I would start to miss them too.  Sometimes the best thing to do when it gets hard and you want to run away is to push through the pain and enjoy what you have in life that makes you happy.