Well, today marks 2 years of terror! 2 years ago today, I welcomed these things into my life. They seemed alright, at first. Got along well with Rascal. Rosey even thought this one was ok Renegade quickly chose me to be his person whilst Rogue was fine exploring Then we came home and gave them all a bath. In hindsight, this should have been my first clue of things to come Unfortunately, something was just not right with Rogue. After a few months, Rogue left us, and it was just Renegade left. Well buddy, you made it to 2 years with us. We've had our ups, and we've had our downs. I'm sure your life has vastly improved, and, I will admit, you have vastly improved mine. We've learned things together, shared some kisses and cuddles, even if they've included some bites here and there. What are a few bites between friends, anyway? You've made my life tons more difficult, not allowing any males in your cage with you, even though Rascal was there first. Yet, you have made it so much better. The good far outweighs the bad. I couldn't be happier that you chose to allow us to live in this house with you. We all love ya, you terror. Can't wait to see everything the next year brings. Happy Gotcha Day, Renegade!