Over the weekend Ellie’s cat, Tilly, decided to start playing with my wedding ring which I had left on the counter while I showered. No one was around to watch her and stop her. She played and played with it and then it disappeared. It was at that moment when I realized how attached I had become to wearing the ring. More than the ring, I was attached to what it advertised and it scares me to think I would go an indefinite amount of Continue reading →
I’m not sure anyone really knows how old Marley is. My brother can pull a year out of the air, but he never seems quite sure he knows the right year. The vet has an estimate based on her mouth, but she emphasized that it’s only an estimate. I only know when she came to me. Marley has had an interesting life. My brother, I think, got her as a kitten. Then when I was I college, he handed her off to me. When I Continue reading →
Marley is all fixed up now. She recovered rather nicely and I’m making sizable dents in the amount I owe for the procedure. Fun fact, I was quote anywhere from $450-$950 for her procedure depending on how many teeth were pulled and other work that might need to be done. I feared the worst. The actual cost was $510 and I was more than relieved at the time of checkout. The procedure took out 14 of her teeth and they cleaned the remaining 10. Her Continue reading →
My Apologies I get it, I know that I went MIA for a while. To be honest, I kept wanting to come back and write and update about the things going on. For some reason though, I never was able to bring myself to do it (this post even took a week from when I first started writing it to the time I posted it). I lacked the drive I kept up for so long. Writing became a chore for a while. Even thinking of something Continue reading →
The long story short is that Luna was a lemon. The sweetest of lemons who loved to snuggle on the couch while we watched TV. She stank, but we loved her. She was broken, but I have a special place in my heart for broken things (see my motorcycle projects). She needed love, so we brought her home and gave it to her.
I love that when I wake up in the morning, there’s a cat sitting on my chest, waiting to be fed. I love that she sits in between the shower curtains while I shower, waiting to be fed. I love that once she’s fed, she purrs. I really love that once she’s fed, she still comes and sits on my lap while I check the internet and have my breakfast. That’s how I know she loves me.
I’m not perfect. You’re not perfect. These are things that people say but hardly think about, in my experience. I’ll tell you I’m not perfect but turn around and attempt something with my mind thinking that I am actually invincible. Here’s a list of seven things I’m actually quite awful at. Emptying the Litter Box I’m terrible at emptying Marley’s litter box. I’ve read that you’re supposed to clean it out at least once a day and every other day if you really can’t commit to Continue reading →
I have the best cat ever. She does this all the time.
Ernest Hemingway is a dick. No joke. Oh, I know at first he seems like he’s just a cute little guy braving the world on his own and forging new paths, but once you bring him into your home all you can think about is how to get him to leave. But really, you don’t want him to leave. You want to protect him and give him the things that he can’t have on the outside. With you, he’ll be safe from the world. He’ll Continue reading →