For a few days now, I have found myself on the edge of tears. Nothing to do with last week's drama. . More than likely it started with the news that one of our old, and very dear foster cats had died. Joey was one of the very first cats Grant brought to my foster-suite. … Continue reading Goodbye Joey, friend
The height of our tornado It was ironic that my last post talked of owning twelve cats because that was the last day that I did. Own twelve cats. Now I only own eleven. This was our Colin last Summer. He loved arm chairs Colin loved to play He liked to meet people. He would … Continue reading Stormy weather
Jardin des fleurs, Nice, France Perhaps because it's Spring, I'm thinking of a trip I did with my father, to France, in the Spring. France is wonderful in the Spring. Maybe it's wonderful any when. When my mum died in the Summer of 1997, my brother and I worried about dad and how he would … Continue reading Springtime in France
Panther loved to sit on the stairs this way My boy's picture came up on Facebook the other day. It's been 5 years since the day I took him to the vet for the last time. I have to not dwell on it too long as it brings the pain back. Since I was a … Continue reading Emotional incontinence?