I’m a Magpie
Late last night, 9 started acting strangely — his back legs became very weak and he was obviously in distress. We rushed him to the animal emergency room, and it turned out to be an issue with his heart. He had an enlarged aorta, and a blood clot broken loose and cut off circulation to [...]
So we went and got our Christmas tree the other night. When we got near the lot, I told Brian, “Stand here and go like this with your hands and I’ll take a picture.” So he did. I really wanted to get our tree here, because Obama looks so festive there with all the lights, [...]
When we took the cat to the vet earlier this year, we discovered that his estimated date of birth was in April, 1997. So of course, for simplicity’s sake if nothing else, we decided he’d share April 23rd with me. 911 is known for his vicious nature. When we first met him, at his old [...]
The cat just wandered in and demanded food. Where did he go? What did he do? Whatever it was, he doesn’t want me out of his sight. The feeling is mutual.
Well, the cat came home finally at 6:45 this morning, swaggering casually into the kitchen while Hope was feeding the other animals breakfast. I tend to read into things too much. I remember when I was eight or so, on a church trip to Cape Cod, asking the minister why God created mosquitoes. He said, [...]
Once every year or so, the cat goes missing for the better part of a day. Because he does it so rarely, it always throws me; I just expect him to be shadowing my every move, sleeping just near enough but not touching while I read or write, yowling and biting if my arm strays [...]
What do you do when the cat manages to make himself bleed despite an ecollar, narcotics and constant supervision? Join the Catster community You join Catster, of course! And then you sit in the bedroom, frown at the cat, and gloom. [Edited to add: Don't worry about Herr Katzendumbkopf-- it was just a little blood, [...]
The cat has a new game he likes to play: One of us (usually me) tries to go to bed. The other then sneaks outside through the cat door and lets loose with a shocking and bewildering array of nocturnal noises, concluding a few plantive mews at the bedroom window. The one in bed then [...]
I'm a librarian. Special skills include dog charming, brochure writing, slapdash cooking and long-winded nattering. I also enjoy watching the sunset's reflection in the tall buildings downtown.
For a while there, I taught classes on Classical literature, philosophy, and the history of religion at New College of California. I have an MA and an MFA in Writing, and live on a boat in Sausalito, CA.