Yes, that is my Clorox2 that I accidentally left on the counter. No, please don’t touch it to hand it to me. You shouldn’t have done that.
Editor’s note: We are collectively, universally, reliably over-the-moon for adopter updates. Whether a cat left our doors three days or thirteen years ago, it’s a thrill hearing from his forever family. But some thrills are especially meteoric, as Rocket, nee Inigo, is about to show you. Enjoy, my dears, and shine on. Thanks to the […]
I’d say, top o’ the morning to ya, but I don’t really know when that is, or if anyone ever really says that. Anyway, it feels more like the bottom just now. Too early for much of anything, yet the sandman is elusive.
Continued from yesterday… Sometimes, there really are second chances. Sometimes, opportunity knocks. Sometimes, hard work, cooperation, and ingenuity yield fantastic results.
Do find yourself having obsessive clear outs and reorganizing lately, or is it just me? I know two couples that are clearing out too, but they’re moving, so that just doesn’t count.
There are many spaces we inhabit – our homes, our offices, restaurants, libraries, the fabulous cat sanctuary where we share so much of ourselves and get so much in return. Lately, the spaces where we can spend our time have become very limited, as have the pods we share them with. Seriously, have we become […]
When I first met Samantha, it was because another volunteer asked me to. The poor kitty was frightened, cowering in an open crate, and new to the community room. She needed friends, and it wasn’t difficult to convince her that scratches and cooing are nice.
In the beginning (please, don’t be literal), Sammy had her Max. Then, she didn’t. Time elapsed.
Oh, goodness. It has been a spell. The last time I opined about the wonders of wonderfully ancient cats was probably in 2016. Maybe a little later, when I wrote a goodbye love-letter to beautiful Bianca. The point is, it has been a spell. And as we often find with spells, it has been…complicated.
If any year ever needed a reboot, it’s this one. You all know the litany of improbables and predictables that have descended upon us with a vengeance. It would be great if 2020 were like a game of kickball. If enough of the players yell, “DO-OVER!”, then there’s a do-over. Whatever happened is voided, nullified, […]