…especially since it’s the kid’s closet, and he has to be in bed soon.
So wake up and come on down, Portia!
(Apologies to anyone who had a heart attack just from the subject line)… Read more
Five years ago today, I lost my big beautiful brown Arabian horse. It was, and still is, one of the worst things I’ve ever seen with these eyes in my entire life.
I still miss that big beautiful horse. She had health problems that forced us to give up on trying to breed her (which, for most folks, eliminates the only reason you’d own a horse of that age), and she wound up becoming a great big pet.
I remember her laying down and letting me sit next to her and lay my head on her belly on sunny days. Or just strolling around with her following me. She knew I was “her person.” I only had her for seven years, but you’d swear we’d grown up together. I had never owned a horse before. And the way it all ended… I can never own a horse again. I love horses, but this just broke my heart.
I wish she could’ve stuck around long enough to spend time with Little E. I think they could’ve had a special bond too. I would’ve trusted her with him – she was always very gentle around me.
In a way, her replacement showed up the same day – we weren’t even taking applications yet. And the boy loves that cat. There’s some small consolation.
I still miss that big horse.… Read more
To my wife’s considerable delight this morning*, Gabby went outside and bit the head off of a squirrel. (No squirrel-sized quickening was observed, so we can assume that this was a clerical error and the squirrel was not an immortal.) Alas, Gabby has been banished to the outer reaches** for the day for this.
I’ve gotta give her some squirrel-killing style points, though. … Read more
There’s an electric heating pad under the covers. You can determine its position in this photograph by the placement and orientation of catgirls.… Read more
…of the emergency guard dog system. If I had been an actual uninvited guest, I’m assuming Gabby would be chewing through my shirt rather than just chewing on my shirt.
P.S. Thanks for doing an outstanding job of supervising there, Xena. 😆… Read more
Portia and Puck, the chaircats of the bored. … Read more
Maria’s in front, Olivia’s in back. They’re in the boy’s bed ’cause it’s so comfy and has a big stuffed Pac-Man in it.
Anyone remember when Maria was skin and bones and we didn’t even know if she would make it?… Read more
Laundry baskets are for clean laundry. And catboys who like sleeping and shedding on clean laundry.
Life as a cat is so rough in this house. Small wonder we’ve got [only] five of them.… Read more
The itty bitty kitty is now someone else’s welcoming committee!
Here she is, just a few minutes before her new family came to pick her up. Her name is now Spook, and she’s spreading kitten kraziness to a new home. I hear she’s making the whole family very happy.
Bon voyage, Spooky cat. We were glad to have you here with our motley assortment o’ kitties, but we’re even more glad you’re bringing the pint-sized fuzzy crazy to a new family.… Read more
…