As wee lads all four sons were given nicknames and to this very day, we still call them by those names of endearment. "Woggy" is the oldest, then "Paulie", "Pedro" and last but certainly not least is "Gug". "Woggy" in his own words is a "horsepower junky", if it goes fast... he loves it! He also enjoys hockey, snowmobiling, hunting and  music. He is happily married to a wonderful young lady whom I'm proud to call  'daughter'.  They have a beautiful home, have no children yet, but do have a "furchild" named "Zeus" who is affectionately called  my "grand-dog". Sadly on June 22, 2002, my dear grand-dog Zeus, lost a long and difficult battle against a deadly blood disease. I have created a webpage in his memory. Please stop by here "Paulie"  enjoys pool, music and martial arts. He is still very much a bachelor and I believe, enjoying it. He works hard and has a lovely lady in his life. "Pedro" is the artistic one in our family, is an avid Leaf fan, loves to play hockey and is a nighthawk. He was the third son to marry and we are so pleased to have yet another lovely 'daughter'. His very beautiful bride joined our family in July 2002 and we all love her dearly. They have a bubbly, busy little son who is the light of my life. "Gug" is our youngest who is also an avid Leaf fan, loves to play hockey, enjoys music, skiing and snow boarding. He is also married to a very wonderful young lady whom I also take pride in calling 'daughter'. They have a beautiful home, have no "furchildren"  but do have two very beautiful daughters who are their grandmother's pride and joy! "I already love in your beauty, but I am only beginning to love in you that which is eternal and ever precious ~ your heart, your soul. Beauty one can get to know and fall in love with in one hour and cease to love it as speedily; but the soul one must learn to know." ~Unknown~ Hubby is now fully retired and I have rejoined the work force full time as an Operations Administrator in a very busy real estate office.. Officially "empty-nesters" , we are enjoying our  time together. We sold our beautiful Northland home and now live in a beautiful, new bungalow on a ravine lot. Even though I miss our beloved Northland Place, we can still  enjoy the beauty of nature from our newly acquired home on wheels, also known as a trailer. Yes, we have taken up camping and even though, I miss the cottage [terribly], it's an enjoyable alternative. All in all, we both have been truly blessed with good health, four sons that do us proud, many wonderful friends and many countless blessings. We have so much to be thankful for including our three very beautiful grandchildren who are a breath of fresh air and delight in our lives. Last but not least, I will tell you about our pets. We have two. A "furdaughter" and a "furson". They are both very spoiled, very loved and have terrific little personalities. Muffy is our sweet little girl who is a bichon frisé and  is truly adorable in every sense of the word. She's not overly keen on us paying too much attention to the cat, and will soon win our undivided attention by bringing us a gift or a toy to play with. Muffy is 13 years old and we adopted her when we took a trip to Québec one summer. Much to the surprise of our four sons, we brought home this snow white, fluff ball of energy and she has brought much delight and joy into our lives since that day. Thank you dear Muffy for being such a wonderful little pet and if ever there was a dog born with a soul, you my little angel certainly have one. :o) ~~~~~~**~~~~~~~ K.C. (short for Killer Cat) is an orange tabby. His story is a happy one because he was a stray at our Northland Retreat. He was abandoned, starving and most of all, unloved. As the summer months wore on and gave way to autumn, the cottagers one by one, closed up their comfy summer retreats and soon we were the only ones left. Being the clever feline that K.C. is, he soon realized where there was a soft touch with a generous supply of food and adopted us as his very own. With the prospects of the usual harsh northern winter upon us, we decided that our little orange tabby wouldn't survive, so allowed him to adopt us and we brought him home. Sadly K.C. has crossed over to the rainbow bridge this past summer (2007). He is greatly missed and I am so very grateful that I was given the opportunity to provide him with a warm and loving home for 12 years. He is resting peacefully in our backyard at the crest of the ravine. ~~~~~~**~~~~~~ I couldn't close off this page without saying something about our "Rascal" She was brought home in a shopping bag by my son when he spent a day at Centre Island. She was a tiny, wee ball of black and white fur which hardly looked like a rabbit. I loved her from the minute I laid eyes on her. Rabbits are cuddly looking but can be very nasty little creatures but not our sweet "L'il Bunny Girl". She was a little angel sent to us and never bit nor scatched anyone in the 8 years she was with us. She took a shining to K.C. and Muffy took a shining to Rascal. The three, who are all normally natural enemies got along famously together. In the last days of Rascal's life she stopped eating and was obviously very ill. I took her to the vet where we discovered she had a large tumour in her tummy and she was bleeding internally. Regretfully we decided to put her "down". I miss our "L'il Bunny Girl" and a day doesn't go by that I don't think about her. If there is a heaven for bunnies, I know for a fact she is there. Rest peacefully sweet bunny, I miss you so much.