All the rage these days seems to be yoga with goats. Why goats? I have no earthly clue! They have sharp hooves. They're bouncy. They would cause pain. I have a better solution. Yoga with cats! Cats are soft and fluffy and cuddly. Cuddly, that is, if they're not trying to kill you. My Boots… Continue reading Yoga With Cats
I could probably make "conversations with Mara" into a series. That child. She is a talker! And she takes everything very literally. She's four. She doesn't quite understand sarcasm yet. Since she arrived she has been asking me what the grey kitty's name is. I keep telling her, "It's Smokey." Then she goes, "Hi, Smokey."… Continue reading Conversations With Mara
Oh, to be an animal in my house! I'm babysitting a friend's pup for the next couple of weeks (11 days, to be exact). He's a Great Pyrenees/Anatolian Shepherd mix and oh, good lord, is he ever a sweetheart!!! I've questioned my sanity a number of times for agreeing to this so close to when… Continue reading It’s A Hard Knock Life
It might be obvious from my instagram feed, but I have a new family member. And he's freaking adorable!! Check him out!!!! I'm pretty much in love right now. It'll be nice when the big cats are also in love. That may take some time! Hey, Boots! Glad you've invaded my house.
The last of Tippy's nine lives was used up last night when I shut the garage lid, not realizing he was hanging out on top of the open door. At 13 or 14 years old, he just wasn't quick enough to escape the closing door. I am heart broken and wracked with guilt at my… Continue reading Nine Lives
Jake has been gone for almost two years now. I stopped crying over his loss a long time ago. His pictures pop up in my memories on Facebook on a fairly regular basis, and I love seeing his happy face and his Berner smile. Today his face popped up in my memories and it just… Continue reading Memories
The closer I get to the one year mark of Dad's death, the closer to the surface my emotions sit. I woke up in tears this morning. Dreams don't normally get me out of whack because they're just dreams and not reality. But last night I was at the house in California where I grew up… Continue reading Unexpected Emotions