One year ago today, we said goodbye to our sweet baby boy. He passed away very suddenly, without any warning. The day before we lost him, he asked Mr. Phish for snuggles and greeted me at the door when I got home from work. That night, we sat on the couch and watched the Olympics … Continue reading
He was like the sun in our little solar system, and without him, we are unmoored, falling through space. Little Man (Mooster, Papa, Boppy, Little Buddy, Pooper)7.26.06 – 2.18.14
Sorry for lumping an entire week together. It was a hard week and the days got away from me. Without further ado, let’s get to the good stuff. 12: Colorful Few things in the world make me smile like flowers. During this week’s Target run, I couldn’t resist these roses. Can’t remember the last time … Continue reading
Our lovely little house was built in 1979. The older couple who owned the house previously were apparently fans of thin white berber carpet. You may not be surprised to learn that Mr. Phish and I are not so much fans of thin white berber carpet. Or the original 1970s brown linoleum in the kitchen. … Continue reading
I’m a few days late in posting this, but on Monday, our darling Genevieve turned 10. Well, we think she turned 10. Like the others, she was a rescue kitty. But unlike her siblings, we didn’t adopt her when she was a kitten. The shelter guessed that she was about 2 when we took her … Continue reading
Ten years ago, I saw an ad in the paper for free kittens. I was working on my master’s degree at Ohio State and had just had my heart broken by a particularly arrogant jerk. I decided a kitten was just what I needed, so I drove down to a stranger’s house and met my … Continue reading
I apologize for the silence on the blog. Things have been crazy and confusing and hard lately, and my little brain is moving at warp speed so much that there’s rarely enough energy left at the end of the day to compose a coherent blog post. I have a real original nugget of wisdom to … Continue reading
We interrupt this blog post with an urgent message from Genevieve: Blogging means a computer on mama’s lap. And if there’s a computer on mama’s lap, there’s no room for me. Everyone knows lap time trumps blogging time. And I need my lap time. The end.
Let’s call this post “Napping: A study in contrasts.” Bella will sleep anywhere–on the couch, on the bed, in the middle of the floor. She avoids kitty beds but has been known to curl up in a random basket. Regardless, she always sleeps with one eye open. Watchfulness is required when you are in charge. … Continue reading
One of (many) reasons I love the weekend is the opportunity to enjoy the flurry of activity at our bird feeders. This weekend’s birdwatching did not disappoint. The boogies and I spotted the usual suspects: My favorite visitor made numerous appearances: I adore chickadees. They are so tiny and they dart from point to point … Continue reading
