Yesterday morning I called for Skit and out she popped from among some boxes, yelling her hunger. I guess we're not catless after all, just have a cat we can't touch or hold. Although maybe if she gets lonely without Oscar, she'll be friendlier to us ( Read more... )

Sad to say, our obese diabetic garage cat Oscar passed away quietly in his sleep while I was away at the Rainforest Writers Retreat. Since then Skit, his best friend, seems to have abandoned us. I haven't seen her in days.

So for the first time in 30 years, we are catless, but well dogged.

In case you were wondering:


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Patches is the first to go. He found a loving home with one of my sangha members, someone I know and like. Still, it's hard breaking up the little family. I moved the skittens into the guest bathroom this morning, so that people could see them without going into my gross garage ( Read more... )

Five years ago my son Tim went off to college, and like many college students, he left his cat behind with us "until I can take him." Naturally, that didn't happen for a long time-until today ( Read more... )