Today I want to talk about dreams; specifically, dreams about cats. Ever since Jennifer and I began fostering kittens for a local rescue, I’ve had
Narlee is really excited to see the jug of golden syrup, according to today’s narrative. “Golden Goo!” is what he calls it. It’s a mystical
CW: This post contains a kitten death. Much sadness. It’s only natural, when you think of mountains in Antarctica, to think of early twentieth-century writers
Not much to report right now. WRITING However, I need to let you all know that my creepy short story “Blank” is now up online
“Gray ones are trouble,” we would say to ourselves, watching Rupert climb the Christmas tree or jump up on top of the refrigerator from the
I’m not much of a photographer, even with the plethora of tools and equipment available to us these days (e.g., a phone with a camera
Just a wee kitten on a banana bed, looking grumpy because I dared take her picture while she was napping. No filters except for Android’s
Tonight we watched Godzilla: King of the Monsters, which I’d been wanting to watch since it first came out in 2019. We’d seen the other movies
Despite ample opportunities for kibble (see image to the left) this kitten, Filch, would have you know that he hasn’t eaten in EIGHT YEARS today!
These three little ingrates have done nothing productive all day. They just slept in their fuzzy bed (which you can see in this picture) and