Training a cat to leash walk is not easy, the little bastards are not at all grateful and the constraints are problematic in other ways as well. Our front lawn resembles London after the blitz, courtesy of a damn gopher, who appears to be a friend of the hound. The gopher makes periodic appearances in … Continue reading The Bombed Out Lawn
This thing...is not... a cat. We’re not totally sure of what she is, but she’s not really a cat. She looks like Dobby the House Elf had a love child with a possum. Frankly, this critter is UGHhhhh...LEEE. She was one of my sister’s recent foster kitties, and being that butt-ugly AND shy, her chances … Continue reading Dobby the House Elf Procreates
From the time Abby the puggle was a puppy, the house next to my parents was vacant – so growing up, when my mom took her for short walks (and to check on the property), they would walk around the house – across the driveway, around the far side of the house (there are large … Continue reading The Dog, the Rector and the Ant Hill Honey Dance
Examining Misadventures 