| My Family... You lucky dog... you get to learn about my disfunctional little family. Good for you! Pay close attention, it may get a bit confusing. First off, I live with my mother. We live in a small "cottage house" in Kansas. Lucky me. Also living with us, is Grace. She has to have the worst attitude I've ever seen in a cat. Just remember, looks can be decieving. There's also Lady, a rescued Sheltie from our local pound. My mom has a boyfriend. Don't get me started on that man (if that's what you'd call it). He is a perverted, ignorant, ugly asshole. That's all I'm saying on him, otherwise I'd be here all night. My dad and stepmother (who, ironically enough, now has the same first AND last name as my real mom) live about a half hour away. I go to see them every other weekend. I would go into the back-stabbing and brainwashing of this fun little pair, but I'll save you the sob story. Living with them is, Shadow (black lab/chow), Dottie (dalmatian), Tucker (biker/watch cat), and Princess (the eldest and wisest cat of them all). There are also numerous fish named after the charachters in Harry Potter. Not entirely sure why. Then there's Tiffany, if you count my "adopted sister" as family. Since I'm an only child, she's what I'd consider my sister. She's a life saver. We talk almost every day (she lives in another state). She's helped me through a lot and I love her for it. I would go into it a bit deeper, but I don't really want to! Delving any deeper into my family would take a lot of time, and it's all one big sob story anyways. I'm sure you have better things to do with your time than to spend it feeling sorry for me, lol. Click here for a rather emarassing picture of my dad (sorry dude, I had to) H-O-M-E |