In which I Get Croup and Learn a Lesson
My vocal cords swelled so much I had to have a an emergency tracheostomy. And it has been haunting me since. By last Thursday, things had deteriorated from severe voice strain. I was reduced to only being able to whisper, the breathing was worse and so was the cough. Back to my doctor I went…
Lucy the Leopard
There comes a time in every woman’s life when she has an undeniable urge to wear leopard print. Earlier this week, that urge came to Lucy. The Internet argues that wearing leopard print shows a woman is adventurous and likes to show off, that it’s about power and confidence, and that it turns you into…
Why I Don’t Have a Christmas Tree
When I first moved out on my own, I had a Christmas tree. A live one in a pot. I thoroughly enjoyed decorating it with my own ornaments, and turning on the lights in the evening. After Christmas, it got planted in my sister’s garden, where it lived happily for several years before giving up…
Earning Her Nickname
Today is Lucy’s Gotcha Day. Four years ago, on April 14, she came home and took over my life and I’ve loved every minute. She’s the sweetest cat I’ve ever known – in four years, she has never hissed, never swatted, never nipped. She just puts up with things. Whether it’s nail clippings, having her…
Fishing for Cats
I’m always on the lookout for cool toys for Lucy. Partly because she spoiled and partly because she’s pudgy. Toys will make her move. At least theoretically – it’s been a while since there’s been one she’s excited about and to be honest, she’d become a bit of a lump. And then I discovered Neko…
Lucy Discovers Olives
Things were rather insane during May’s Arthritis Awareness month activities at my workplace, but somehow my body cooperated remarkably well. In fact, early last week, I was remarking to my doctor. about how well I felt and how I was getting by on an astonishingly low amount of painkillers (it’s amazing what adrenaline will do)….
The Lucy Experience
Today is Lucy’s Gotcha Day. Since I don’t know her birthday, I decided to celebrate an anniversary of her coming home instead. Which naturally means that a post is due. The name I chose for this wee one is good, fits her perfectly, but there are times where I think that if I hadn’t found…
Words to Live By
My friend Dawn came by for our end-of-summer lunch with her daughter Lana and Lana’s friend Autumn, both about 8 years old. Overheard when they’re meeting Lucy (who was ecstatic about the kids): Autumn: cat tongues are so funny. Lana: I never wipe off kitty kisses. Autumn: you shouldn’t wipe off any kisses. Lana: maybe…
Winner/Weekend with Lucy/Buskerfest
First, the winner of the Annual Shamelessness Contest. Although they claim there were 20 comments, in reality, there was 15 – oh, how I loathe this commenting system. I asked David to pick a number between 1 and 15 and the winner is comment #12. Congratulations, Julia! Check out my Flickr page and contact me…
Introducing Lucy
It’s all about the right cat at the right time. I’d expected it’d take longer before I was ready to share my life with another wee furball, but once Janet pointed me in the direction of Petharbor, things accelerated (OK, got a little obsessive – that site’s dangerous. Enter at your own risk). And last…