Creatures In The Attic

Let me preface this post by saying that a.) I love my house, and b.) I love all of God’s creatures. There, no judging now.

Our house is set up a little weird, compared to what I am used to. It is a concrete block and the original construction was built in 1936 or so, and a master bedroom, living room, garage and two porches were added in 1977ish. I guess that in the ’70’s, it made total and perfect sense for the garage to not be connected directly to the house, because in our house, you must walk through the porch to get from garage to kitchen, like so:

Left: View From Porch | Right: View From Garage
Left: View From Porch | Right: View From Garage | And a Game of Spot the Dutchie!

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Our Children Have Four Legs

A Perfect Portrayal of Their Personalities
A Perfect Portrayal of Their Personalities

Before Tate and I had our furbabies, I would always get so frustrated with people who called their animals “kids”. It just felt so ridiculous. I may not have real kids, but I have been around my niece and nephew constantly since they were born, so I know what the difference is, and it’s everything. But then I got animals, and I slowly started to realize that I was being super judgmental and that those people were sorta right. Having animals is, in it’s own way, like having kids.

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