Guest post: Shades of grey
Life is complicated. Truth is complicated. Looking for simplicity in a sea of tangled webs (how d’ya like that mixed metaphor?) would be futile and most probably frustrating.
Guest post: Seeing things in black and white
More than ever before, we are hearing from the stridently this or vociferously that crowds. This is clearly right. That is clearly wrong. There can be no in between. This side or that side. If you’re not with me, you’re against me. Life is seldom so clear. Even when it is at its foundation, there […]
Guest post: Hands off!
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.
Adopter post: Rocket man
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 […]
Guest post: Insomnia
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.
Guest post: Redo!
Continued from yesterday… Sometimes, there really are second chances. Sometimes, opportunity knocks. Sometimes, hard work, cooperation, and ingenuity yield fantastic results.
Guest post: More Space
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.
Guest post: Spaces or Spaced Out…Whatevs
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 […]
Guest post: Second time’s the charm
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.
Guest post: A spotted fur coat and a penguin suit
In the beginning (please, don’t be literal), Sammy had her Max. Then, she didn’t. Time elapsed.