One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Brindle is still with us
... I feel I should start each blog post with that this week, heh. Tim and I had a long talk at dinner last night...
I think she thinks her name is “Brindle, Dammit”!
One thing I think I forgot to mention the other day when talking about Brindle (Bitchface) is that she's been running out the door to...
And she can learn Latin while she’s napping!
A couple of weeks ago, I was making a HaldeCraft delivery to a casual friend, who works at a place called Cord-a-Roy's. Many many moons...
Catching up, again
There have not been enough hours in the days this week. A lot of that, though, is because I'm not trying to push myself to...
Playing catch-up
I got a lot of yarn winding done last week, in spite of Tiny Kitten "helping" me. I wish I could tell you that she...
So, this happened
Those two cats do NOT like each other. At least, that's what they've been telling me for almost three years now. I don't think I...
I don’t know what it is….
.... about Bitchface/Fat Cat curling up on my lap that makes Tiny Kitten want to curl up on top of her, but it happens almost...
Get to work!
Kisses! Ten cents!
Are you tired yet…
... of photos of my pets lying about not doing jack shit, other than snuggling with each other? Too bad.
Thursday, April 12th
They'd be helping a lot more if they actually got along, and didn't hiss at each other every time they looked around. Well, Fat Cat...
