Our Children

So, Brooke got Prince Gilbert (her fearsome beta fish), from Ali, one year ago today for her birthday.  I got a ferocious beta (Jean-Baptiste) shortly afterwards.  Pictured below.

I cannot even express how close I am to my little one.  His name comes from one of my favorite films: Perfume: The Story of a Murderer.  I thought it appropriate.  Brooke calls hers Gil for obvious reasons.

Prince Gilbert:

Jean-Baptiste:

But, our family is not complete.  We have yet to aquire our long-awaited and heavily anticipated Savannah Cat.  His/her name will be Roxanne.  "What is a savannah cat," you ask?  Oh ho ho, let me just tell you.  From a breeder located in Southern Utah:

 The Savannah is created from breeding the African Serval male to a domestic Female. This combination has produced a large, friendly, beautiful cat that resembles a small cheetah. 

 
 The problem is, they are extremely expensive ($1,000-2,000).  Oh, and we aren't allowed to have them in this house we live in.  No matter.  It is a dream that will soon be realized.

 This post is dedicated to our dear cousin, Sarah, who is a lover of cats and has 6 or 7 of them at this time.  They are all obese darlings.  The smallest suffers from huge balls, stunted growth, and chronic humping.  Love.