A little about me...
Meet Archie, apparently after an evening of overimbibing on Miskatonic craft beers. Of course, we don't serve Archie beer of any sort. At 3, he's underage, however he is a cat with exemplary taste, and if he could, he'd probably order up a West Coast Wizard. We adopted Archie and his canine brother Liam back in 2021, and life here hasn't been the same. The boys play-fight like all siblings. Sometime Liam can play a little rough, but Archie never hisses or runs away for long. He's scrappy. The smart money is ALWAYS on the 11-pound cat. The two are inseparable. When Liam goes for a walk, Archie is always waiting by the door....or around the corner poised for a good pounce. Liam chases Archie, Archie chases Liam. Archie prefers Liam's food, and vice-versa, and at night, they snuggle up together for TV time on the sofa. Whereas Liam (the dog) won't fetch to save his soul, Archie is a world class retreiver. What Archie is most of all, is a consumate lover. He loves nothing more than snuggling under your chin, arm, knee - whatever you've got. He's not particular. It's a non-stop love-fest. I mentioned that we've never heard Archie so much as hiss, not that Liam hasn't given him cause from time to time. That's not to say that he isn't vocal. He meows of course, but he's the only one I've ever met that says "Yippee!!" Stop by and you'll here it. He loves company.