Tonight while I was standing at the stove cooking supper, DH walked up
to me and thanked me for doing something-or-other.  I replied "I gotta
take care of my Dave," and after a few seconds I felt a little head
bonking into the back of my leg, clearly saying "Me Too!".  Of course,

Pussykins, at the age of nearly 21, was pushed gently into "cat heaven"
by our vet today. She had not been eating for nearly ten days and the
vet finaly said that she had nothing left to offer her. We agreed to
give her the "final" injection and terminate her suffering. I felt such

I posted a week or so ago about a friend of mine in TX who needed purrs
because her house had been destroyed by an arsonist. I've got an update
on her situation.
Her house *was* completely destroyed, and everything was lost. She did

Something just isn't right about this cat.
Even though the vet pronounced her in relatively good shape, I just don't think
he's right. She is too mopey, too lethargic. He did give her the first round of
vaccinations and wormed her, so I'm going to wait a bit, since she is eating

I get regular promotional e-mails from Doctors Foster & Smith, and I
got one today that said they have a compounding pharmacy.  They listed
several yummy flavors (liver, mmmm good) but what impresed me the
most, though I would imagine all meds can't be done this way, is that

As long as I was out taking pictures today, I discovered that some of
the local trees have been protesting the never ending roadwork around
the university.
They have surrounded themselves with bright orange webbing (they can't

More on Buster's "ild childs".
Last night, we were sitting in the living room, watching television,
and enjoying the light dusting of pre-snow freezing drizzle as it
drifted down.

Thank you to all of you wonderful people for your purrs and prayers.
After almost 3 months the doctors finally have diagnosed my son's
medical problems.  It's GALL BLADDER disease.  Grrrrrrrr!  Why
couldn't they have found the problem back in November instead of

I have not travelled anywhere since well before 9/11 and well before Persia
demanded I take her in.  I'm thinking of taking a trip for a week in May and
already I'm worrying over what to do with her.
Persia hates other cats.  She gets all puffy and bristly tailed just seeing

We are now almost three weeks into our life with this adorable,
strong-minded, willful, destructive, affectionate, gorgeous little lady.
The only problem we have, since she has been declared healthy and able
to join the cat society (beside picking up broken shards here and

This is the one thing I really hate about digital cameras - the
batteries die at the worse time.
Tonight, Buster wanted to go outside. He sat and stared at the door,
meowed at me to let him out, and leaned towards the door when I picked

Thank you everyone for your kind words. It was a tough night last night,
I didn't sleep much. I kept remembering watching poor Max get run over
by the truck. Your words of encouragement have helped me feel a little
better today.

As I've mentioned, Buster has been keeping lookout as the local
wildlife eats catfood outside our front door. A few nights ago, things
got even more interesting.
Senyah came to tell me that it sounded like a cat fight was starting

As I'd mentioned before, at the end of 2003 I'd quit my job to be able
to work full-time with my DH in his office.  What this means, aside
from no longer having a regular paycheck <g>, is that I get to spend
lots more time with the office cats, Ozzy and Tiger.

No, still not mine. My niece's Russian Blue, Kira, had her kittens during
last night. She had five of them, which is apparently a lot for a RB.
Usually they seem to get two or three kittens per litter. I'm dying to see
them, but will wait until next weekend, when everyone's ...