I am in here.
On the feline side of my life, things are not going so well. Lucy the Cat, who has been diabetic for several months now, spent the weekend at the Emergency Vet’s office. For some reason, she is suddenly unable to move her back legs, or feel them. We don’t know why. the E-Vet says possibly … Continue reading On the cat side of things
Something everyone wants, but is different for different people. Is it just the lack of external strife? Then surely the societies attempted by Hitler, Tito, Pol Pot and others would qualify. All conformity — everybody gets the same. (Except of course for those animals who are more equal than other animals!) We are not, by … Continue reading Peace
Buck has put two boxes of my writings on the dining room table downstairs. I haven’t been down yet, not being a very morning sort of person, and my down-going may be delayed by the two mysterious boxes. Well, mostly by their content. You see, Buck, being a very loving husband, has collected every scrap … Continue reading The boxes on the table
Being 2 weeks sober (cheers in the background), I can appreciate this lovely September morning, even though I still feel wobbly on my legs. What’s up anywhere? Of course, the snowball in hell melted as quickly as I’d expected it to. But I should not gloat; I am a mere B-list blogger, if that. I … Continue reading September mornings
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