My Furry BFF

It's hard for me to believe that Catie Mae is 11 years old.  This little lady has been my side-kick in life for the last 10 1/2 years, and it freaks me out knowing that someday she won't be by my side.  We've been through it all together: College, boys, break-ups, graduation, the first "real" job outside of college, family stuff, moving to our first apartment, Mike and I's wedding, moving again, and again... she's done it all.

She may not have the energy that Riley does, but she sure does have the love.  I swear this dog can sense the moment I walk in the door if I've had a good day or bad.  No matter what, she's waiting with eager eyes and puppy kisses for me.  (Mike and I call her kisses "Little Puppy Kisses" compared to Riley's big 'ol slobbery ones!)

Catie Mae has so many nick-names, it's a miracle she knows to respond to her own name.  (Mike would even argue that sometimes!)  Catie, Caters, CM, Baby Girl, and a few other choice names Mike calls her when she's not behaving... but my favorite for her?  My Furry BFF.