Mr. Chessie had an adventure. We have coyotes in the neighborhood and they think kitty makes an awesome lunch. So Mr. Chessie has been raised in doors. And he has always wanted OUT, because he's an explorer and out is forbidden. Yada Yada Yada. This last week T has spent a lot of time on the back deck reading. He got tired of Mr. Chessie yelling at ( Read more... )

I received a package of chocolates in the mail today. Long complicated reason.


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I needed some cat endorphins this morning. Thought I'd share.


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Yesterday for some reason the sticky front door lock didn't latch. Mr. Chessie wiggled and wormed at it all day until he had it open enough to slip out ( Read more... )

How can I work with a cat full of lap?

Mr. Chessie doesn't care. He's purring louder than the garbage truck lumbering down the street.

My publisher remembered my birthday. And Mr. Chessie approves.


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We had thunder grumbles boil up from the south. Lightning as it came closer. Went on for almost an hour. And then... pause... gasp in wonder... it rained. We sat out on the deck and watched--much better show than anything on TV. We gloried in the energy. And it rained ( Read more... )

I feel like I've been run over by a truck--an entire day with son and grandsons followed by d-i-l and bbe joining us for family style Chinese. The boys thoroughly enjoyed exploring the Gorge, stepping in creeks, falling in mud, climbing rocks, running to the top of Multnomah Falls, etc. etc ( Read more... )

Mr. Chessie a.k.a. Sir Pounce de Lion dove into the deep, dark, depths, of the blackest cavern known to catdom. He plumbed to the very bottom and is pleased to report there are no monsters hiding in the triangular space between under sink cabinet and dishwasher ( Read more... )

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