So. Now Alan Rickman has been taken. Fuck cancer. Not that I was a fan before. It’s taken the lives of a few family members and caused some pain for a few friends, but it’s really been a bitch this week. If we could at least try to pull some of that 1960s space-race optimism/competitive … More There Are Times When Only Tears Will Do
One of the interesting things I’ve found since he passed, is some of the group reactions. For example, just a few days ago, when the video for Lazarus dropped, one of my fountain pen groups started trying to figure out what pen David Bowie uses in the video. There’s yet to be a real ruling on … More “Lazarus” and Fountain Pens
Mom messaged me this morning to tell me my American cat got very, very sick again and had to be put down. She’d had bad health for a few years, but would get better and then get bad again… looks like this was it, then… At least I got to go back and see her … More A Farewell to Aerylen
2015 wasn’t a bad year. Truly. I can honestly say I ended it happily, no matter how it began. It began with one of the worst seizures of my life, but in two weeks I will be a year seizure free. After fifteen years of epilepsy, this is the first time I’ve ever been able to … More Now That 2015 Is Done
Things Anisa doesn’t like: Being ignored (as in anyone paying attention to anything that isn’t her at anytime). People or other cats messing with her Sunny Seat. That’s HER Sunny Seat, dammit! Ear buds, apparently, considering the numbers of them she has slaughtered. Also being picked up and danced around when Taylor Swift’s “Shake it … More Anisa: The Footloose of Felines.
Today was Howlite and Anisa’s yearly checkup/vaccination date. I’m lucky in that my cats are fairly easy to get into their baskets. Howlite seems to have formed some sort of Stockholm syndrome connection to hers after months of going to the vet day after day for her kidney and bladder issues a few years ago, … More Adventures in Cat Parenting
I totally screwed up today. I was going home to change for my doctor’s appointment (neurologist, general checkup and medication, nothing scary), and I picked up fried chicken for early lunch. Now, SOMETIMES, when I get fried chicken, I’ll get legs for the cats. But I do this when I buy my own lunch and … More Fried Chicken Stalls and Compassionate Cat Ownership