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I posted this pic on Twitter and Facebook yesterday, so apologies if it’s a repeat for you. It’s a good example, though, of what I let Isabel get away with. No, of course I can’t work very well like this – but do I scoot her off my desk? No no no. One sleepy stretch and contented purr and I’m…
This is Isabel’s favorite summer snoozing spot – on the east side of the house, in the shade, where she gets a lovely little breeze. It has the added bonus of a wall she can put her back against or, as she is here, press with her back paws. Yes, I have to go pet her all the time. The…
I’m over at Word-Whores today, introducing the Fur Family.
I had this dream, you see. I was inside the house and David stepped out onto our patio, with his hands outspread. He was warding off the coyotes, I realized. There they were, streaking through the draw just below us. Only they were blue. Blue like jays. The coyotes have become an odd subconscious symbol for me. I love to…
Bougainvillea from Thanksgiving in Tucson. No need for autumnal tradition there. Every day my cat Isabel waits for her chance to go outside. It’s her very favorite part of the day. She loves to stalk the birds, roll in the dirt sit in the sun. With these short days, she has to wait longer and longer to go out, because…
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