A Good Cry
I’ve neglected my blog, and I feel bad about it. I don’t delude myself into believing that legions of readers have lost sleep…
Read MoreI’ve neglected my blog, and I feel bad about it. I don’t delude myself into believing that legions of readers have lost sleep…
Read MoreWhen one’s spouse is bicoastal and one is home alone a lot, one talks to one’s cats. Sometimes I simply meow back when…
Read MoreIt is no secret that I hate mosquitos. On the contrary, I proclaim my feelings freely and often. “Don’t hate,” gentle-souled people might…
Read MoreWe took in Jenny and Riley in 2012, after they had a spent a couple of years in the shelter. Best Friends was…
Read MoreWhen I left my village last spring the earth was just waking up and bursting from its winter shell. Shoots of bright green…
Read MoreI love animals. Kitties, puppies — those are easy. Cows and pigs? Sure thing. Pigeons? I feed ‘em where I see ‘em and…
Read MoreThere’s something about cats. There’s something about them that causes many of us to ooh and aah, to want to touch them, to…
Read MoreWhen I was a little boy in Houston a cat and a dog lived with us. Lickie the cat was jet black and…
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