This is me:
I like: the way my husband smells, my dogs silky ears, knitting things with expensive yarn, music, reading books, watching movies, chocolate and peanut butter, making lists, Tina Fey, Wii, underdogs, Macs, taking pictures of random things, growing stuff, eating stuff and talking about eating stuff I’ve grown.
I dislike: unemployment, infertility, people who say “first” in comments, people who type in all caps, Sarah Palin, Lil Wayne’s pants, long hair on dudes, bad spelling, sparse facial hair, taxes and mayonnaise.
This is B:
He is totally a keeper. And he smells good.
This is Igby:
He likes: Kelly Clarkson, Chris Matthews, laundry fresh out of the dryer, short walks, collars with flair, and licking.
He dislikes: Bill O’Riley, Gypsy, death metal, and flies.
This is Gypsy:
She likes: Chapstick, lotion, running in circles, chewing, limes, and anyone with a pulse.
She dislikes: Being confined to a leash, the current situation in Iran, the unsolved mystery of Juarez, Mexico, and pooping in the front yard.
And finally, after a long, long wait, this is Fiona:
She likes: eating, sleeping, pooping, toys that crinkle, crackling fires and Gypsy.
She dislikes: the car seat, stopping at red lights, waiting more than 30 seconds from the first pang of hunger to have that hunger satiated and Igby’s breath.