My name is Willie Nelson, Willie for short.  I was born on June 14, 2005.  Dad's sister found me in her horse barn.  I was so little I could fit into a medium sized tupperware bowl.  I was the first addition to the family. 

At first it was just me and Dad, but then in October, 2005 Mom came along and we were a happy family the three of us.  Oh ya, and my Uncle Brad lived there with us too. 

We lived in a small, 2 bedroom apartment.  It was nice, it had a huge picture window in the living room that I enjoyed sitting in and watching the birds fly by.  Mom and Dad used to play hide and seek with, they would hide behind things and I would run, jump and scare them.  I even learned how to play fetch. Mom taught me that.

Ya, I was living the life.  Then, in May, 2007 Dad brought home a little orange looking lump of hair, about the size of my head.  His name was J.R.  I didn't know what to think at first.  I loved to play so I tried to bite and wrestle with him. 

J.R. got bigger and we grew closer.  We were inseparable.  We were like peas in a pod, apples and oranges.  Mom and Dad bought us a jungle gym.  We would play all day on it. Just J.R., Mom, Dad and me.  Life was great! 

In June, 2007 it was time to move.  It was my first move.  We moved into a small, farmhouse ranch right down the road.  It was huge compared to our old apartment.  It took me awhile to get used to.  There were so many windows to look out of and so many rooms to go in.  We even had our own room with our food, litter box and jungle gym.  J.R. and I played in there all day long and there was no one to bother us.

Then in August, 2007 Mom and Dad brought home a beast!  He was a little smaller than me with big ears and a funny looking nose.  He was a DOG.  My worst enemy.  His name was Tucker.  I didn't like him very much.  When he came near me I would growl.  I got used to him like I did with J.R. and continued on with my relaxing life. 

November, 2007 we had to move again.  This time to another town and another apartment.  But we still had our own room!

I usually slept all day and played all night.  It was fun to scratch on Mom and Dad's door at night while they were asleep. J.R. and I would team up, he would get one door and I would get the other.  We would race to see who could scratch the door the hardest.  Most of the time I would push the door open and Mom would get up real mad.  During the day I would sleep under the couch so no one would bother me.  Then at night I would get up and do the same thing all over again.  

In May, 2008 Chessie became part of our lives, the last addition to the family.  Chessie looked just like me except, well, she was a girl.  And she was very moody.  We got used to her and learned to love her.  She even teamed up with us at night. J.R. and I would scratch the door and she would meow.  It was fun!

Since then nothing has really changed.  I love to sleep.  Eat and sleep is about all that I do.  In the morning when I don't have food I meow and meow until Dad gets angry and fills my dish.  I live the perrrrfect life!