This is Zeke, he came to live with us on Halloween, 2009. We adopted him from a rescue group in Mesa AZ, and I was told the woman who fostered him couldn't keep him anymore and that he would be killed if he ended up back in the shelter, so he came home with us. He was two years old. We lived outside Phoenix and had the typical AZ backyard. One day I bought some sod and created a little strip of grass and Zeke was ecstatic. He rolled on it and played on it and didn't want to leave it. I felt so bad for not giving him grass earlier. He was a good dog, he wasn't a barker, until the first monsoon rolled in the next summer. What followed was years of sleepless nights each time a monsoon blew in. I dreaded them. We adopted Gary (the orange cat) two months after we got Zeke. Gary was a birthday gift for my youngest daughter. Pippin joined the family a year after Gary. As you can see, our cats are terrified of Zeke. We moved from Arizona to Reno, into a house with a big beautiful ...
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