Pizza dinner

Was going to apologize for the tremendous size of the “My Cat Jeoffry” poem, but I refuse. It’s great. If it’s also long, so what? I didn’t get a picture of the cats up in time for the Carnival of the Cats, so I put this up instead. I’ve no doubt that Jeoffry was the Continue reading Pizza dinner

The arrival

So they are home, and moblogged even. The men are exhausted, need baths, and at least one of them has successfully grown a beard. Buck is not as pleased with his beard as he’d planned to be, seeing as a fair percentage of it is gray. He seems to have the notion that he ended Continue reading The arrival

home again

I sit and watch “The Martian Chronicles” on TV, which is Ray Bradbury’s most hated cinematic rendering of any of his works. The cats are lumped around me. Soon, this won’t be a quiet house any more – Peter and Buck come home today – in a few hours, as a matter of fact. I’m Continue reading home again