#2

And, no, not the bathroom kind.  #2 is what Ty likes to call our cat, Gucci.  Naturally Chevy, our boston terrier, is #1 because he loves her more.  Hopefully this isn't how we plan to treat our unborn children.  Now, keep in mind, Chevy isn't always #1.  Every once in a while, when either Chevy has gotten in trouble or Gucci has done something good, Gucci with take the throne as #1.  But after a day or so she eventually slides back down to #2.  I, on the other hand, love both my furbabies the same.  Ty has just never been a cat guy, unless she does something worth his attention.  And, by attention, I mean-Gucci pooping in the sink.  Now, this sounds like a bad thing.  Pooping in sinks is never a good thing for anybody, right?  Wrong.  After being gone for a week last winter, the door to Gucci's catbox somehow got closed.  Instead of pooping and peeing all over the house like any other cat would do, she opted for the sink in the bathroom.  Which, in my mind is genius!  Its similar to a toilet as it has a hole in the middle, its in the BATHROOM.  After a few minutes of dumping straight bleach down it, we felt safe enough to wash our hands in it again.  This little act of genius-ness gave Gucci a front row seat as #1 for a good week.  She, of course, has no idea of her status and continues to terrorize Ty.  Yesterday Gucci was doing the opposite of terrorizing Ty and being super cute so I decided to try to catch her in all of her (fat) cuteness.  Oh yeah, did I mention she is fat?

I had to add a picture of Chevy, she is, after-all, #1.