it’s hard out there for a cat


Oh enough with this mawkish talk of punctuation! You want to talk about a hard life. Let’s talk about a hard life.

It’s an exhausting life!

Spending your day curled up sleeping in someone’s bed.

Stretching and yawning…then going back to sleep.

You need that nap because soon enough you need to get up and play in a sink full of water because…WATER!

You can’t even begin to know how exhausting that five minutes of play can be.

Zzzz…

She meows in her sleep. No, really. She does.

And then she wakes up, stretches. Jumps up onto my desk to get into my face and say, “My food bowl is half empty.”

It’s hard out there for a cat.

 

 

homework help


Sometimes, when you find yourself stuck, you’ll take any help that you can get.

Word searches can be hard. I mean you can be staring and staring and not see that last word on the list even though it is literally right in front of you by the tip of your pencil. Sometimes a fresh pair of eyes helps.

I see a word…right here. Do you see it?

Glad I could help.

 

shelf life


You know, it is really hard to write or edit pictures or study for your upcoming NRP renewal when someone is looking down on you.

I’m just saying…

Oh, and, isn’t Baby Daniel photo bombing just too cute! Be warned, Zelda, your shelf life will be greatly reduced if you break that picture.

belonging to


Darling Husband: You know how when Ginger was alive I pretty much belonged to her?

Me: Yes.

Darling Husband: Well, it looks like she has claimed you as hers.

Yes pretty much true.

I won’t lie, I did enjoy her cuddling up with me the last few days while I was sidelined with a pretty nasty sinus infection. With all that snot going on, no one else really wanted to hang out with me. I imagine that yes, I am beginning the slow, downward spiral to becoming a cat lady. As long as Zelda has my undivided attention…and lap… she’s pretty much okay with that.

from the heart


Valentine’s Day has come and gone. Love it or loathe it, it remains a part of the month of February and here under the Big Top we kind of like it because…

you give a little and receive a lot. At least that is Daniel’s perspective of this love day.

As for us, Bill and me, we decided to stay home, enjoy a special dinner, a nice bottle of wine and perhaps a movie.

Then I fell ill with what most definitely was a Man Cold…a Man Cold to end all Man Colds because as soon as my darling husband came home from work Thursday evening I took to my sick bed and there I stayed until Sunday morning. What can I say, fever, body aches, sore throat, headache and that just-hit-by-a-MackTruck feeling might drive anyone to their sick bed especially when your darling husband is home for a four day weekend and you know that he does indeed “got this“. And so I did take to my sick bed…

…with Zelda by my side. Nursing me back to health as she curled up next to me and slept for literally hours; so my darling husband assured me. Such a good little kitty she is to sacrifice as she did.

Valentine’s Day brought beautiful tulips and Christina’s Cupcakes and a delicious dinner (that I scarcely could enjoy with my burning, aching throat) plus much pampering by my darling husband but the best gift had to be this.

I know he didn’t want to get this. He made it clear that he did not want to when I asked him but, for me, because I asked and because the flu pandemic here in this Valley has been bad…healthy people are dying and the flu season  has a few more months to go even if experts think the worst is overthe same experts didn’t expect it to be this bad in the first place. Still, Happy Valentine’s Day to me, my darling husband went and got himself a flu shot…and a savings coupon from Safeway too.

The tulips I adore…as I do every year.

The tri-tip dinner he prepared I know was delicious even if I couldn’t enjoy it .

The pampering all weekend was so appreciated.

The flu shot…well, knowing that he really didn’t want to do this but to do it anyway…to do it completelyfor me…to me that was the best gift. A gift straight from his heart because yes, we often do things that we really don’t want to do for those we love the most.

I am so lucky…so damn lucky. This weekend I truly appreciate that.