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We are in that best-of-year period where days are temperate and nights are chilly. The low temperature this morning was a single digit (8) for the first time this season. It won’t last forever, so I will savor all of these lovely days. Last night, I grabbed an extra blanket for the bed. In the…
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Our neighborhood has a lot of indoor-outdoor pets and a few truly feral cats. The ones in this house are free to come and go; they have schedules around meal times and naps, so I usually know where to find them. More or less. Cats are very territorial, but the territories might not be quite…
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As often happens, Maura decided to help me at my desk this morning. But today, his assistance created a beautiful composition on top of the armatures I was exploring. Thanks, Maura. You’re a good boy.
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This morning, Typhoon #10 is bucketing down outside and the cats are going crazy, all of their morning calisthenics taking place in the office instead of outside. By the time yoga starts in an hour, I think they will be crashed out and sleeping. But for now, there is a great deal of scurrying and…
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Fritter belly
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Yesterday afternoon, two hunting dogs invaded our space and chased the cats. Fritter and Maura got away, but the beasts caught Gord and killed him. I am furious, sad, and in shock even now. As our neighbor and the police searched for the marauding dogs, we buried Gord next to Isabella Bird, near Futatsuyama and…
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In memory of Isabella Bird April 2, 2019 – December 21, 2020 Isabella Bird didn’t have a name when she was born. 3rd in the litter and the only calico, we called her #3 Calico until we understood her personality. Her namesake, Isabella Bird, was an intrepid female explorer in the Victorian age. Our IB…
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Fritter the Conehead
Poor Fritter got in a scuffle and a small wound grew abscessed in after couple of days. We took him to the vet and they had to do surgery. So for the last ten days, he has been wearing an Elizabeth collar. He was so freaked out at first that he could only walk backwards.…
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2 April 2019 – 8 Sep 2020 I am grieved to report that I found Futatsuyama on the side of the road this morning. He had been hit by a car and crossed the rainbow bridge without me knowing. We buried him next to Foreground Cat. I write this through tears. Futatsuyama was the second…
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Foreground Cat joined our household in January when he turned up here with his son, Gord. Despite his name, he was the least photogenic cat, often in the background and at first very skittish. After a while, we built up some trust and eventually he loved to be brushed and petted. He purred and rubbed…








