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one year later

one year later

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

goodbye, sweet papa

goodbye, sweet papa

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

sleepy saturday

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

alfie goes rogue

alfie goes rogue

Last night, as I was doing the dishes, I heard a loud thunk. I looked up, thinking perhaps a bird had hit the sliding glass door. I walked over to see what was going on and found a very intense Mooster. I went back to doing the dishes, and I heard the same loud thunk. … Continue reading

sunny sunday

Mr. Phish is at work, the dishes are done, and the house is vacuumed. I think it’s time to join the boogies. Bella couldn’t be bothered to wake up for the paparazzi. Genevieve had the entire bed to herself and she took full advantage of the sunshine. And this darling little boy tried to pose … Continue reading

eating his greens

The boogies love the sunshine of Iowa, but they do not love the fact that they are not allowed outside here. We don’t have an enclosed area at this apartment, and when we tried to rig one up, the president of the condo association sternly advised us to rethink that idea. But the boogies love … Continue reading

feeding frenzy

Day 16: The view from your window Right now, the view from our window includes lots and lots of crunchy little birds. And Mooster digs it.

a rare bit of calm

Day 21: Calm Mooster is the rabblerouser in the house. He’s the naughty one, forever pestering his sisters and climbing the walls. But today, he found a sunny spot and settled in. And there was calm.

too close for comfort

Day 26: Near Mooster has no sense of personal space. He is always up in somebody’s business. It’s like he doesn’t know how big he is, so he just walks around like he owns the place. It drives the other cats crazy. Especially Bella, who demands that everyone keep a respectful distance. He will walk … Continue reading